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 rythmes 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 rythmec
  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 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 moutain, it hard to climb
  Rougher the rythm, then it must be Sublime
  Listen yellow lover you got it right on time
  We got cricket with the quickness and we got the bassline
    Go and raid the sound and tell people the news oh, hey
  Tell them regaee 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
  Teakin' every weekend we just can't take it (WORD)
    Alternate Lyrics
  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...
  Let me be beach blanket for me
  I am the one
  Bud-a-bye good lovin'
  Give me lots of good fun
  Bud-a-bye a beach blanket
  And all night long
  They kick it on a (?) sun
  A beach blanket wicked and wild
  My beach blanket
  She's such a nature's child
    Stolen
  A shotgun
  You know what I'd do
  I'd point it straight at the sky
  And shoot heaven on down for you
    Cause 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...
  Me don't want no lover
  Me don't want no lover
  Hey hey!
  Me don't want no lover
  Me don't want no lover
  Springtime!
  Me don't want no lover
  Me don't want no lover
  Hey!
  Me don't want no lover
  Me don't want no lover
  Hey!
  Second street where it's at
  Walkin' downtown you're strapped with the gat
  Lifetime it's free
  Anytime just call me
  438-4836
  This the kind of number make you get your kicks
  Bud-a-bye
    A lovelovelovelovelove