Friday, June 02, 2006

This song is stuck in my head...make it go awaaaaaaaay.....


I have actually said on here probably 100 times that I LOVE the Bradley Nowell and Friends: Sublime Acoustic CD, it's on pretty much constant rotation in my CD player and has been for several years. BUT, for some reason this song has been stuck in my head for the past couple of days and I can't get rid of it...I love it, but not on a constant basis!



Sublime: Freeway Time in LA County Jail

On the freeway in the county
The sun don't shine
I feel, I feel, I feel
I feel a Bati man
And outside my cell
Deputies creep
And in this cell
All I do is sleep
And I dream
That I'm free
And I'm back on the reef
Where I throw my net
Out into the sea
All the fine hanas come swimming to me
They hold me and they promise me things
And when the tide's high I cry like a little baby
Don't give me no right kind a love on a Sunday morning
Don't want no puppy loving
Hold me babe, a new stylee
Hungry babe, a new stylee
And an angry dog is a hungry dog
And a hungry dog is an angry dog
I feel like rocking
I wanna rock with you!

I'm alive gotta contact home
Gotta contact my baby girl
But I would never could get up
Why does it have to be so damn tough?
With mayates and the eses
Yes they're steady on the floor
I'll be damned if a man with a shake in his hand will make me feel
I feel a Bati man
And I know
That I'm there someday

I'm back on the reef
Where I throw my net
Out into the sea
All the fine hanas come swimming to me
Hold me baby promise me
With no protection on my erection I won't get no VD
Don't give me no right kind a love on a Sunday morning
Don't want no puppy loving
Go on!
Hold me babe, got a new stylee
And an angry dog's a hungry dog
He's a naked man is a naked man
And a wicked dog is a hungry dog
I feel like rocking
I wanna rock with you!
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