Stolen from an african land
  Chased out with a knife
  With a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike
  Oh well the bars are always open and the time is always right
  And if God's good word goes unspoken well the music goes all night
      And it goes...
  If i was Bob Marley I said could you be loved
  If I was half pint I'd ball the lord up above
  If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
  If I was a BoomtownRats I would be stayin up all night
  IF I was the king Ad-Rock i would get stupid dumb
  If rhythms were valiums I'd be comfortably numb
      If I had a shotgun, know what I'd do,
  I'd point that shit straight up at the sky
  and shoot heaven on down to you
  Oh well the bars are always open, and the time is always right
  And if God's good word goes unspoken, well the music goes all night
      I want a lover, I can't find the time
  I want a reason, I can't find the rhyme
  I want to start some static, but I can't afford,
  to hit the ground like I fell off my skateboard
  Now a days as clear as you please, strap with protection or strap with disease.
  Laughter, it's free any time just call me
  439-0116 when your down with Sublime you get
  funky fresh lyrics, you get nothin
      Stolen from an african land
  Got chased out of the bar
  I saw (Ice is) my best friend tonite so don't push me too far
      I gonna run come down with the new lyrics,
  get hit get hip you knuckle heads
  Racism is scism on a serious tip
  You don't believe me I go and bust your lip.
  I hear the mountain, it hard to climb
  Rougher the rhythm, then it must be sublime
  Listen yellow lover you got it right on time
  We got cricket with the quickness and the bassline
      Go and raid the sound and tell people the news oh, hey
  tell them reggae music is on the loose
  Here i am from the place where the sun shine down in a unique fashion
  Good good vibes that keep on playin, playin
      People gonna come and try tell me smokin crack cocaine better than sensi
  You're pumpin' that shit and I'm sick of it
  Tweakin' every weekend we just can't take it (WORD)