[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

[Pre-Chorus]
But 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
To 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
438-1136
'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, ay!
Because, higher the mountain, it hard to climb
Rougher the rhythm, then it must be Sublime
Listen Bud Gaugh, yeah he right on time
Come listen every person for my funky bassline, bass!
Mmm
Come in, boys!
Aya, aya, aya, uh!
Mmm, Lord have his grilled cheese
[?] rhythm make you wanna explode
It's not like doin' [?] [and I like?] takin' a load
Because [?]
I keep my body strong, clean, and [?]
He don't want no dibby dibby style, he don't want no dibby dibby
[?]! 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
[?] People wanna come up and they wan' tell me
Smoking crack cocaine better than sinse, ay
[?], we sick of it
If ye want [?] then me come bust ya lip
[?] dibby [?] aya!
['Cause it's simple?] [?], bo!