Karaoké Garden Grove Sublime

We took this trip to Garden Grove

It smelled like Lou dog inside the van, oh yeah

This ain't no funky reggae party five dollars at the door

It gets so real sometimes who wrote my rhyme

I've 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 off the ground

You're a fool don't fuck around my dog

All that I can see I steal

I fill up my garage

'Cos 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

Picking up trash on a freeway feeling depressed everyday

Leaving without making a sound

Picking my dog up at the pound living in a tweeker pad

Getting yelled at by my dad

Saying I'm happy when I'm not

Finding roaches in the pot oh, all these things I do

They're waiting for you