Sublime Album

Annie's 12 years old, in two more she'll be a whore
Nobody ever told her it's the wrong way
Don't be afraid with the quickness you'll get laid
For your family get paid
It's the wrong way
I gave her all that I had to give
I'm gonna make it hard to live
(Big) salty tears running down to her chin
And it ruins up her make-up
I never wanted
A cigarette pressed between her lips
But I'm staring at her tits
It's the wrong way
Strong if I can, but I am only a man
So I take her to the can
It's the wrong way
The only family that she's ever had
Is her seven horny brothers and a drunk-ass dad
He needed money so he put her on the street
Everything was going fine until the day she met me
Happy are you sad, wanna shoot your dad
I'll do anything I can
It's the wrong way
We talk all night, try to make it right
Believe me shit was tight
It was the wrong way
SongtexteSo run away if you wanna stay
Cause I ain't here to make ya, oh no
It's up to you what you really wanna do
Spend some time in America
Dub style!
She'll give you all that she got to give
But I'm gonna make it hard to live
Big salty tears rollin' down to her chin
And it smears up her make-up
I never wanted
So we ran away
And I'm sorry when I say, that straight to this very day
It was the wrong way
She took a hike it don't matter if I like it or not
Because she only wants the wrong way
I gave her all that I had to give
But she still wouldn't take it, oh no
Her two brown eyes are leaking like a sieve
But it still ruins her make-up
I never wanted

[with Gwen Stefani]
[Gwen]
Every day I love him a little bit more,
a little bit more, a little bit more.
Every day I love him just a little bit more,
and he loves me the same.
[Brad]
Every day I love her a little bit more,
a little bit more, a little bit more,
Every day I love her just a little bit more,
and she loves me the same.
[both]
Baby if ya wanna get on, baby if ya wanna get off.
It makes no sense at all, I saw red. I saw red. I saw red.
One more secret lover that I shot dead.
[Brad]
Every day I wake up, just a little bit more,
feelin' like a dog in the yard because it's just how we are.
[Gwen]
And every day I wonder if it's over,
when I wake up I realize no it isn't, and break down the wall.
[Brad]
You say it's black but I just can't believe you.
[Gwen]
And if I say it's white say I'm just trying to deceive you.
[Brad]
SongtexteAnd baby, I'm aware of the high and the low,
and I'll be waiting for you in the middle, but I just lack control.
[both]
Baby if ya wanna get low, baby if ya wanna get high.
It makes no sense at all, I saw red. I saw red.
One more secret lover that I shot dead.
[Brad]
Girls don't go crazy, girls don't go crazy, oh girls don't crazy when the men use you.
[Gwen]
Women hold your men tight, if it makes you feel all right,
It's your own life.

Crazy, crazy
Crazy fool
Cra--zy fool

If she thinks that she
Gonna dispose my world
Gotta-be-a crazy, crazy, crazy,
Crazy fool
Cra--zy fool

My love for you,
Was oh, so strong
We went together,
For oh, so long

I might have complained about this misery, yeah
Is this the way,
love's supposed to be? ('Spossed to be now)

Foolish, foolish
Oh you're just a...
Foolish... girl

Oh foolish, foolish, foolish
Oh you're just a...
Cra--zy girl

If she thinks that she
Is gonna take you from me
Gotta be a...
Crazy, crazy, crazy,
Cra--zy fool

Cra----zy fool

Stolen from an African land
Chased out with a knife
With a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike
Oh well the bars are always open and the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken well the music goes all night

And it goes...
If i was Bob Marley I said could you be loved
If I was half pint I'd ball the lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a BoomtownRats I would be stayin up all night
IF I was the king Ad-Rock i would get stupid dumb
If rhymes were valiums I'd be comfortably numb

If I had a shotgun, know what I'd do,
I'd point that shit straight up at the sky
and shoot heaven on down to you
Oh well the bars are always open, and the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken, well the music goes all night

I want a lover, I can't find the time
I want a reason, I can't find the rhyme
I want to start some static, but I can't afford,
to hit the ground like I fell off my skateboard
Now a days as clear as you please, strap with protection or strap with disease.
Laughter, it's free any time just call me
Songtexte439-0116 when your down with Sublime you get
funky fresh lyrics, you get nothing

Stolen from an African land
Got chased out of the bar
I saw (Ice is) my best friend tonite so don't push me too far

I gonna run come down with the new lyrics,
get hit get hip don't slip you knuckle heads
Racism is schism on a serious tip
You don't believe me I go and bust your lip.
I hear the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the rhythm, then it must be sublime
Listen yellow lover you got it right on time
We got cricket with the quickness and the bassline

Go and raid the sound and tell people the news oh, hey
tell them reggae music is on the loose
Here i am from the place where the sun shine down in a unique fashion
Good good vibes that keep on playing, playing

People gonna come and try tell me smoking crack cocaine better than sensi
You're pumpin' that shit and I'm sick of it
Tweakin' every weekend we just can't take it
Oh! We don't want glass dick (Bump)

[No lyrics]

There's a steel train comin' through,
I would take it if I could. And I would not lie to you
because Sunday morning soon will come
when things would be much easier to say
upon the microphone like a boss DJ
when I would work upon the sea like it was dry land.
The boss DJ ain't nothin' but a man.

No trouble no fuss, .. I know why.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.

When I spendin' all of my time, but it's just stones and sticks.
'Cause on the microphone is where I go to get my fix.
Just let the lovin' take ahold, 'cause it will if you let it.
I'm funky, not a junky, but I know where to get it.

[Chorus]

Oo-we girl, oo-we girl
There really ain't no time to waste, really ain't no time to hate.
Ain't got no time to waste, time to hate.
Really ain't time to make the time go away.
So mister DJ, don't stop the music, I wanna know,
Are you feelin' the same way too?
I wanna rock with you girl, oo-girl.
Don't stop.

[Chorus]

We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelled like Lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain't no funky reggae party, $5 at the door
It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah

If you only knew all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground
You're a fool, don't fuck around with my dog
All that I can see I steal, I fill up my garage

Cause in my mind
Music from Jamaica, all the love that I found
Pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound

It's you
It's that shit stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hands
Getting hassled by the man

Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
SongtextePicking up trash on a freeway
Feeling depressed everyday
Leaving without making a sound
Picking my dog up at the pound
Living in a tweaker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad

Saying I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
All these things I do
They're waiting for you.

By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.

Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?

So let the words of our mouth
And the meditations of our hearts
Be acceptable in thy sight
O-verride

By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.

Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land?

Oh in a Little District,
In a neighborhood,
People movin' swift,
Like they think they should

A word from your mouth,
Your lights get knocked out
A blast to your lip,
And later you move and slip
And if you have to don't trip

I don't know how they manage
But believe me Mr., they do
If you ever live there,
You just listen and don't be no fool

In a Little District,
In a neighborhood,
People movin' swift,
Like they think they should

A word from your mouth,
Your lights get knocked out
A blast from your lip,
Later you move and trip
And if you have to just slip
Songtexte
No one ask no question,
No one tell no lie
Listen to me people ,
The reason why

A word from your mouth,
Your lights get knocked out
A blast to your lip,
And later you move and trip
And if you have to just slip

I don't know how they manage
But believe me, Mr., they do
If you ever live there
You just listen and don't be no fool

In a Little District,
In a neighborhood,
People movin' swift,
Like they think they should

A word from your mouth,
Your lights get knocked out
A blast from your lip,
And later you move and trip

In school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak,
Elijah Muhammad or the welfare state.
But I know.
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.


Because he's droppin', droppin', droppin' science, droppin history
With a whole leap of style and intelligency
Yes, I know.
I know because of KRS-ONE
Yeah, and I know
I know because of KRS-ONE.

Because we don't want to pay money to hear the same old sounds.
Watch him, he'll take hip-hop to a higher ground.
And I know
(How do I know?)
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
Yeah, and I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.


And I know
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
And I know
And I know

Sublime-Sublime Acoustic: Bradley Nowell & Friends
Marley Medley: Guava Jelly/This Train

(laughter)
Yeah...

Baby I really want to know
I think you should stop your cryin'
Use my 'kerchief to dry your eyes
You know I love you

Ruby, here I am
A rub upon my belly like some Guava Jelly
Damsel, here I am
A rub upon my belly like some Guava Jelly

This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
Hear me talkin' about
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory

This Train, will carry no unholy stone
That the builder refused
Shall always be the head cornerstone
Stone that the builder refused
Shall always be the head cornerstone

You're a builder baby
Here I am a stone
Don't mean to confuse it girl
'Cause the things you should use
Are the things we should choose
And you hear me
Hear what I say

This Train, Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train
This Train, is Bound For Glory
This Train, carry no unholy

'Cause I
I just can't be sad...

its recording, the clock says half past 1
i have no sunglasses as i step into the
sun lord knows i did somethin, wut
could it be woke up in the mornin a
nd all my friends hate me, he got the
eye of fatima in the wall of the hotel
room, three botels of tequila, 3 cats
and a broom, he got a 15 year old
angel and shes all dressed in black
she got 15 bindles of cocaine tied up
in a sack, this here is a government
expirement and were drivin like hell
to get some cowboys on acid and we'll
stay in motels were gonna eat up
some wide open spaces like it was
the top of the nile the hands on the
clock are gonna be here a while an
eye of the eye of fatima in the wall
of a hotel room and cowboys on acid
are like egyption cartoons no1 ever
conquered wyoming from the left or
the right just stay in the hotel
room stay up all night

On the freeway in the county the sun don't shine.
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
And outside my cell deputies creep
And in this cell all I do is sleep and I dream,
that I'm free.
And I'm back on the reef,
where I throw my net out into the sea,
All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
They hold me and they promise me things,
And when the tides high I cry like a little baby.
Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
Don't want no puppy loving.
Hold me babe, a new stylee.
Hungry babe, a new stylee.
And a angry dog is a hungry dog.
And a hungry dog is a angry dog.
I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!


I'm alive gotta contact home. Gotta contact my baby girl.
But I wood never could get up. Why does it have to be so damn tough?
With mayates and the eses, yes their steady on the floor.
I'll be damned if a man with a shake in his hand will make me feel, I feel, I feel a Bati man.
And I know, that I'm there someday.


SongtexteI'm back on the reef,
where I throw my net out into the sea,
All the fine hinas come swimming to me.
Hold babe promise me.
With no protection on my erection I won't get no VD.
Don't give me no right kind a love no Sunday morning.
Don't want no puppy loving. Gwarn.
Hold me babe, got a new stylee.
And a angry dog's a hungry dog.
He's a naked man is a naked man.
And a wicked dog is a hungry dog.
I feel like rocking, I wanna with you!

Lyin' in my plastic bed,
Thinkin' how things weren't so cool to me.
My baby likes to shoot pool,
I Like lyin' naked in my bedroom.
Tyin' on the dinosaur tonight,
It used to be so cool too.

Now I've got the needle,
And I can shake,
but I can't breath.
I take it away, but I want more and more.
One day I'm gonna lose the war.

Baby you look like somebody
Who do you know?
Like a rose comin' out of the foldo
All you lipstick shows
Break!

I don't make you cry
I don't even try
I just want to say I met you
It's Who You Know