Sublime - Garden grove - live at the palace/1995 lyrics

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** around with my dog All that I can see I steal; I fill up my garage 'Cuz 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** stuck under my shoe It's that smell inside the van It's my bed sheet covered with sand Sittin' through a sh**ty band Gettin' dog sh** on my hand Gettin' ha**led by the man Wakin' up to an alarm Stickin' needles in your arm Pickin' up trash on the freeway Feelin' depressed every day Leavin' with out 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 Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness Madness, madness Madness Madness, madness Madness Madness Madness, madness Madness, madness Yeah