tolen from an Africa 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 was Half Pint I'd ball lord up above
If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight
If I was a boomtown rat I would be stayin' up all night
If I was the King Ad-Rock I would get stoopid dumb
and if rhymes were valiums I'd be comfortably numb
If I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do?
I'd point that shit straight at the sky
and shoot heaven on down for you
Because the bars are always open
and the time is always right
and if god's good work 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 can't find a rhyme
I want to start some static but I can't afford
to get slammed to the ground like I fell off my skateboard
hey
Now a days is clear as you please
strap with protection or struck with disease...disease
laughter, it's free
anytime just call me
439-0116
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you get
funky fresh lyrics.
Stolen from an Africa land,
I'll chase that other bar,
I saw my best friend tonight, so, don't push me too far
I'm gonna run
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