Lyrics:Garden Grove

Garden Grove

By: Sublime

Copyright: 1996

we took this trip to garden grove it smelt like lou-dog inside the van oh yea this aint no funky reggae party five dollars at the door it gets so real sometimes who wrote my rhyme ive got the microwave got the vcr i got the duece duece in the trunk of my car oh yea if you only knew all the love that i found it's hard to keep my soul on the ground your 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 theres a reason why my souls unsound its you its that shit stuck under my shoe its that smell inside the van its my bed sheet covered with sand sittin through a shitty band gettin dog shit on my hands gettin hassled by the man waking up to an alarm stickin needles in your arm pickin up trash on the freeway feelin depressed every day leavin without making a sound pickin up my dog up at the pound livin in a tweeker pad gettin yelled at by my dad saying im happy when im not finding roaches in the pot oh all these things i do theyre waiting for you

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