Sublime - Garden Grove 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, $5 at the door It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme I 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 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** stuck under my shoe It's that smell inside the van It's my bed sheet covered with sand Sitting through a sh**ty band Getting dog sh** on my hands Getting ha**led by the man Waking up to an alarm Sticking needles in your arm Picking up trash on a freeway Feeling depressed everyday Leaving without making a sound Picking my dog at the pound Living in a tweeker pad Getting yelled at by my dad Saying i'm happy when i'm not Finding roaches in the pot All these things i do They're waiting for you.