Sublime - Garden Grove текст песни

We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelt like Lou-dog inside the van oh yeah
This ain't no funky reggae party 5 dollars at the door
It gets so real sometime who wrote my rhyme
I got the microwave got the VCR
I got the deuce deuce in teh 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
Cuz 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 the freeway
Feeling depressed every day
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