garden grove lyrics – 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, $5 at the door
it gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
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 found
it’s hard to keep my soul on the ground
you’re a fool, don’t f*ck 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 there’s a reason why my soul’s unsound

it’s you
it’s that sh*t stuck under my shoe
it’s that smell inside the van
it’s my bed sheet covered with sand
sitting through a sh*tty band
getting dog sh*t on my hands
getting h*ssled 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 tweaker pad
getting yelled at by my dad

saying i’m happy when i’m not
finding roaches in the pot
all these things i do
they’re waiting for you.

/ sublime lyrics