Bài hát : Garbage Grove - Sublime

(they come now, you see them?
Yep both of the crews, I told y'all
They look like they gon' fight)

(gon' cry man)

We took this trip to Garden Grove
Smelt like Lou 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 rhymes?
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've found, it's hard to keep my soul on the ground
You're a fool
Don't *** around with my god
All that I can see I steal
My folks don't understand
That in my mind, music from Jamaica all the love that I've found
Pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound
It's you, it's that *** stuck under my shoe, it's that smell inside the van, it's my bed sheet covered in sand, sitting through a ***ty band, getting dog *** on my hands, getting hasseled by the man, waking up to an alarm, sticking needles in your arm, picking up trash on the freeway, feeling depressed everyday, Leaving without making a sound, Picking my dog up at the pound, Livin' in a tweeker pad, Gettin' yelled at by my Dad, Saying I'm happy when I'm not, Finding roaches in the pot
Ooh all these things I do... They're waiting for you