Текст песни Sublime - Garbage Grove
Sublime - Garbage Grove слова песни
[here they come now, you see that?yep both of the crewsthey look they gonna fight]We took this trip to garden groveIt smelt like Lou in the van, oh yahThis ain`t no funky reggae party $5 at the doorIt gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhymeI got the microwave got the VCRI got the duece-duece in the trunk of my car oh yahIf you only knew that all the love that I foundIt`s hard to keep my soul on the ground.Your a fool, don`t fuck around with my GodAll I can see I stealMy folks don`t understandBut my mind music from JamaicaAll the love that I found,pull over there`s a reason why my soul is unsoundIt`s you it`s that shit stuck under my shoeIt`s that smell inside the vanIt`s my bed sheet covered with sandSitting through a shitty bandGetting dog shit on my handsGetting hassled by the manWaking up to an alarmSticking needles in your armPicking up trash on the freewayFeeling depressed every dayLeaving without making a soundPickin up my dog at the poundLivin in a tweeker padGetting yelled at by my dadActing happy when I`m notFinding roaches in the potAll these things I do,They`re waiting for you.