Lirik Lagu Roots of Creation - Sublime
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One two three four!Pull up here honey, if ya got a pussyShake your ass like your ready to singSomething muy highSomething muy lowWhen me ready limo then they follow me home like aRoots of creationI am living in a boring nationI pull up may hands and I look at my feetThe reggae music make me sound so sweetCause we play it morning evening and all of the dayIt's the sweet kinda music makes me feel O.K.The roots of creationI am living in a plastic nationI throw up my handsMy hope is so wideSometimes, sometimes I feel so highBut all the time i feel irieI feel irie when i'm down with the sceneCalled roots of creationI am living in a plastic nation
One more time!Well pull up here honey like you got limboWell pull up your fingers like you're ready to goGive somthing highGive me something slowGive me something i can useGive me something i can knowYour the body and the mind onePart of soul or twoI feel a different person to be a different placeI'm living in a different placeSometime I feel although its finPull up your style make it sound so fineWith ahPull up hands with me
Roots of creationI am living in a boring nationA pull up sound with Mike Happoldt at my leftI got eric at my rightWe rock the reggae music every day and nightWe rock the reggae music say it's right on timeWhen you're down with the music that they call SublimeI'm living in a different nation
Reggae style again!Gonna win me back gonna feel so fineBring me down to the place so rightWe rock the music so late at nightWith a guitar pick in my handWhat amounts to make me a manMe help a little girl like thisCalled roots of creationI am living in a plastic nationI pull up my hand, left pocketDo the music, make me say me feel itEric on my right, yes he knows I ain't wrongRead me on rights and me know me are wrongMe am a white boy but I sing a reggae songCalled roots of creationI am living in a plastic nationMy hands are highMy ink is dryMy love for you, it will never dieSay me love you till me will testifyMe love the music make me feel so highSong called roots of creationI am living in a plastic nationOh in a plastic nationSuch a boring station...a boring
One more time!Pull up here honey if you got limboPull it up make it up bounce I don't want it to be slowI wanna make it sound rightI wanna make it sound strongGive me kind of music make you rock all nightLike a roots of creationI am living in a boring nationSo cheer up my lifeCheer up my lifeTake out the troubleTake out take out the strifeGive me some music make it sound so niceGive me kinda music make we wanna singa song twiceLike roots of creationI am living in a plastic nationI pull up my handMy seat is wobblyPull up your hands and it sounds like thisCause I like my beer dryDrink the gin and the ginLove the kinda drink ya know make me sickMe don't feel no nice but likewiseMake me drink gin like wine twiceI only make me feel so sadder, aya!
One more time!Well pull up here honey like you got limboWell pull up your fingers like you're ready to goGive somthing highGive me something slowGive me something i can useGive me something i can knowYour the body and the mind onePart of soul or twoI feel a different person to be a different placeI'm living in a different placeSometime I feel although its finPull up your style make it sound so fineWith ahPull up hands with me
Roots of creationI am living in a boring nationA pull up sound with Mike Happoldt at my leftI got eric at my rightWe rock the reggae music every day and nightWe rock the reggae music say it's right on timeWhen you're down with the music that they call SublimeI'm living in a different nation
Reggae style again!Gonna win me back gonna feel so fineBring me down to the place so rightWe rock the music so late at nightWith a guitar pick in my handWhat amounts to make me a manMe help a little girl like thisCalled roots of creationI am living in a plastic nationI pull up my hand, left pocketDo the music, make me say me feel itEric on my right, yes he knows I ain't wrongRead me on rights and me know me are wrongMe am a white boy but I sing a reggae songCalled roots of creationI am living in a plastic nationMy hands are highMy ink is dryMy love for you, it will never dieSay me love you till me will testifyMe love the music make me feel so highSong called roots of creationI am living in a plastic nationOh in a plastic nationSuch a boring station...a boring
One more time!Pull up here honey if you got limboPull it up make it up bounce I don't want it to be slowI wanna make it sound rightI wanna make it sound strongGive me kind of music make you rock all nightLike a roots of creationI am living in a boring nationSo cheer up my lifeCheer up my lifeTake out the troubleTake out take out the strifeGive me some music make it sound so niceGive me kinda music make we wanna singa song twiceLike roots of creationI am living in a plastic nationI pull up my handMy seat is wobblyPull up your hands and it sounds like thisCause I like my beer dryDrink the gin and the ginLove the kinda drink ya know make me sickMe don't feel no nice but likewiseMake me drink gin like wine twiceI only make me feel so sadder, aya!
