Garden Grove (Explicit) - Sublime

Written by：Floyd Gaugh/Eric Wilson/Bradley Nowell/Linton Kwesi Johnson

We took this trip to garden grove

It smelled like lou dog 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 rhyme

I've 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**k 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

Sittin' through a shitty band

Gettin' dog sh*t on my hand

Gettin' hassled by the man

Wakin' up to an alarm

Stickin' needles in your arm

Pickin' up trash on the freeway

Feelin' depressed every day

Leavin' without makin' a sound

Pickin' my dog up at the pound

Livin' in a tweaker pad

Gettin' yelled at by my dad

Sayin' I'm happy when I'm not

Findin' roaches in the pot

Oh all these things I do

They're waiting for you

Yeah

Ma ma ma ma madness

Ma ma madness

Ma ma ma madness

Ma ma madness

Ma ma ma madness

Mad ness

Madness

Ma ma ma ma madness

Mad ness

Madness

Ma ma madness

Ma ma madness

Madness

Madness

Madness

Madness

Ma ma