Don't Push by Sublime

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
The music goes all night

And it goes
If I was Bob Marley I said "Could you be loved"
And if I, half pint I'd ball the Lord up above
And if I, Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight

And if I was a Boomtown Rats I would be stayin' up all night
If I was the king Ad-Rock I would get stupid dumb
And if rhythms were Valiums I'd be comfortably numb
And if, I'd be comfortably numb

If I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do?
I'd point that shit straight up at the sky
And shoot heaven on down to you

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

I want a lover but I can't find the time
I want a reason but I can't find the rhyme
And I want to start some static, but I can't afford
To kiss that another ground like I fall off my skateboard

Now a days is as clear as you please
Get strap with protection or stop with disease
Strap with protection or strap with disease
Strap with protection or strap with disease

Know, I know I'm low and low, I'm low, I am low

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