[Verse 1]
Stolen from an African land
And chased out with a knife
With a face like Bob Marley
And a mouth like a motor bike

[Chorus]
Oh well, the bars are always open
And the time is always right
And if the good word goes unspoken
The music goes all night, and it goes

[Verse 2]
If I were Bob Marley, I'd say "Could you be loved?"
And if I was Half Pint, or with my lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson, I would look for a fight
And if I was a Boomtown Rat, I would be stayin' up all night
If I was the king Ad-Rock, I would get stupid dumb
And if rhymes were Valiums, I'd be comfortably numb, but

[Pre-Chorus]
If I had a shotgun
You know what I'd do
I'd point it straight up at the sky
And shoot heaven on down for you
[Chorus]
Because the bars are always open
And the time is always right
And if God's good word goes unspoken
The music goes all night, and it goes

[Verse 3]
I want a lover, but I can't find the time
I want a reason, but I can't find the rhyme
And I wanna start some static but I can't afford
Get slammed to the ground like I fell off my skateboard, hey
Nowadays, as clear as you please
Get strapped with protection or strap with disease

[Bridge]
Laughter, it's free
Anytime just, call me
438-4836
'Cause you're down with Sublime, you get
Funky fresh lyrics
You get no physics

[Verse 4]
Stolen from an Africa land
I was chased out of the bar
And ice is my best friend tonight so
Don't push me too far
[Instrumental Break]
Guitar!

[Outro]
I'm gonna run, come down with the new lyrics
Get hit, get hit, don't slip, ya knucklehead
Racism is schism, on a serious tip
You don't believe me, then I'm gonna bust ya lip, aye!
Because, higher the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the rhythm, then it must be Sublime
Listen Bud Gaugh, yeah he's right on time
Come listen Eric Wilson drop a funky bassline
Bass!
Mmm
Come in, Bud!
Aya, aya, aya, uh!
Mmm, Lord have his grilled cheese
This here kinda rhythm make you wanna explode
It's not like doin' coke or chiva, not like takin' a load
Because I'm on Bradley style, rough and rugged
I keep my body strong, clean, and active
He don't want no dibby dibby style, he don't want no dibby dibby
Hwuah-pow! Dibby dibby style, he don't want no dibby dibby
One time! Dibby dibby style, he don't want no dibby dibby
He don't want no, he don't want no, he don't want no dibby dibby
Hoo-wa! People wanna come up and they wan' tell me
Smoking crack cocaine better than sinse, aye
Wan' bust ya lip, we sick of it
If ye want me [?], me ya bust ya lip
[?] dibby to ya new [?], aya!
Because it's simple, we don't want plastic, bo!