  Sublime was an American reggae/punk/ska band from Long Beach, California, United States. A more detailed look at the band's stylistic influences reveals a mix of reggae and dub, ska, punk, progressive rock, acoustic rock, hip-hop, and dancehall. The band consisted of three members: Bradley Nowell (vocals and guitar), Bud Gaugh (drums), and Eric Wilson (bass guitar). The band achieved mainstream success with their self-titled third album, but Bradley died of a heroin overdose shortly before and the band broke up soon after.

Sublime était un groupe américain de Long Beach, en Californie. Il fut actif de 1988 à 1996.  Le mélange subtil des genres (tels que le reggae, ska, hip-hop, dub, et punk rock), l'humour et le décalage des textes mais aussi la fantaisie des reprises en font l'un des groupes les plus influents de la scène californienne des années 1990.  Sublime a reçu une étoile sur le Hollywood Walk of Fame.  Membres      * Bradley Nowell - chant, guitare     * Eric Wilson - basse     * Bud Gaugh - batterie  Historique 

Sublime (engl., erhaben) war eine Band aus Long Beach, Kalifornien, die einen Mix aus Punk, Ska, Dub, Hip-Hop und Reggae spielten. Sie löste sich nach dem Tod des Sängers Bradley Nowell im Mai 1996 auf.  Bandgeschichte  Sublime wurde 1988 von Bradley Nowell, Bud Gaugh und Eric Wilson gegründet. Nach der 1991 aufgenommenen Demo &quot;Jah Won't Pay the Bills&quot; ist &quot;40 Oz. to Freedom&quot; die erste offizielle LP der Band, die 1992 auf dem Bandeigenen Label Skunk Records veröffentlicht wurde und sich auf eigenen Konzerten rund 30.

Sublime fué una banda de rock alternativo con marcadas influencias ska, punk y reggae, originaria de Long Beach, California, formada en el año 1988.  La música de la banda ya de por si compleja, agregaba recursos del dub, funk y hip hop, dando pie para la creación de un extraño tipo de rock-steady mezclado con ska punk.  Sublime estaba formada por tres integrantes Brad Nowell (voz y guitarra), Bud Gaugh (batería), y Eric Wilson (bajo). Lou Dog, el dálmata de Nowell, fué la mascota de la banda.  

(Verse)
Am F E
Am F E
Am F E
Am F E7

(Chorus)
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(Optional Chorus)
Am C F E
Am C F E

The Ballad Of Johnny Butt

Am
Johnny Butt was a man with a real strong
F      E
Will to survive
Am
He'd just keep pushing on
       F                  E
Even though he was barely alive
Am
So...
Shoot it up
Shoot it up
F             E
It just don't matter
Am
Johnny says he wants to go do it
        F              E7
Says he wants to kill a cop
Am           C
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
F            E
We've got to overcome
Am           C
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
F            E
We've got to overcome
Am
So Johnny
Just keep pushing
F                  E
'Cause the streets are yours
Am
There'll come a day
F                  E
When all that shit wont matter
Am
So...
Shoot it up
Shoot it up
F             E
It just don't matter
      F             E7
When you're resisted anyway

AM          C
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
F           E
We've got to overcome
Am                 C
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
F           E
We've got to overcome
Am
So Johnny
You kept on pushing
F              E
The streets are yours
Am
And there'll come a day
   F            E
When all that shit wont matter
Am
So...
Shoot it up
Shoot it up
F           E
It just don't matter
   F       E7
Resisted anyway
Am              C               
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
F            E
We've got to overcome
Am              C
We've got a brand new dance, it's called
F            E
We've got to overcome

Ballad Of Johnny Butt

Intro

D       F            Bb
I don't wanna go and party
D       F               C
I don't wanna shoot the pier
D       F              Bb
I don't wanna take the doggie out for a walk
D       F             Bb               D#
I don't wanna look at naked chicks and drink beer
G       Bb         A             G      Bb            A
I don't wanna do a bong load and go and wrench on the car
D       F              Bb
I don't wanna hose the dogshit down
D             F          Bb         D#
Cause I ain't even gonna get out of bed
D             F                Bb             D#
Cause I ain't getting, I ain't getting out of bed today 
D             F                Bb             D#
Cause I ain't getting, I ain't getting out of bed today 

A Dm A Dm

A                Dm     A                 Dm
Keep on skankin' ronnie skank the night away
A               Dm     A             Dm Db
But the time is comin' for us all to pay
D       F              Bb
I don't wanna watch no porno
D       F             C
I don't wanna play guitar
D       F               Bb
I don't wanna spank the monkey
D       F        Bb          D#
I don't wanna go down to the corner bar
G     Bb          A         G              Bb              A
Ain't even got to listen to all the stupid shit you got to say
D       F          Bb
I don't wanna do a god damn thing
D       F          Bb           D#
I ain't even gonna leave my bed today
D             F              Bb             D#
Cause I ain't gonna, I ain't gonna leave my bed today 
D             F              Bb             D#  
Cause I ain't gonna, I ain't gonna leave my bed today 

A Dm A Dm

A                Dm     A                 Dm
Keep on skankin' ronnie skank the night away
A               Dm     A             Dm Db
But the time is comin' for us all to pay

D F Bb
D F C
D F Bb
D F Bb D#

G       Bb        A       G   Bb         A
I don't wanna eat burritos or read about o.j.
D     F           Bb
Ain't gonna get a head rush cause 
D       F             Bb  D#
i ain't gettin out of bed today
D             F                Bb             D#
Cause I ain't getting, I ain't getting out of bed today 
D             F                Bb             D#
Cause I ain't getting, I ain't getting out of bed today

A Dm A Dm

A                Dm     A                 Dm
Keep on skankin' ronnie skank the night away
A               Dm     A             Dm Db
But the time is comin' for us all to pay

Burritos

Sublime

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# THis is done twice and then it is

A A A D A A A A E A


A             D
Mucho gusto, Me llamo Bradley
A                E
Im Hornier than Ron Jeremy
A                       D
And if you want to get popped in your knee
A                       E
Wipe that look off your bati face
A                D
You hate me cuz i got what you need
A                          E
a pretty little daughter that we call mixie
A                             D           
And sir, if youd like to get beat physically 
A                               E
it will be over in a minute if you

# and so on in that pattern

Caress Me Down

C                                E                     Am                    
i don't practice santeria i aint got no crystal ball i had a million 
              G               C                                E    
dollars but i spend it all if i could find that heina and that sancho that
                Am                          G              F G    
she's found i'd pop a cap in sancho and i'd smack her down i realy want to
C       Am   F G             C     Am           F    G           C    Am
know my baby i realy want to say i can't define it's love that i need my
                  C                               E               Am
my soul will have wait till i get back and find a heina of my own daddy's
                   G   C                                 E         
gonna love one and all i feel the break feel the break feel the break but
                 Am      G                F G             C       Am   F
i got to live it out oh yeah i swear that i realy want to know my baby all i
G             C      Am    F             G           C          Am F
realy want to say is i got mine and i'll make it yes i'm coming up tell
    G            C                                E
sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide
Am                       G        C
daddy's got a new fourty five and i won't think twice to stick that felt
E                             Am                           G          
straight down sancho's throat believe me when i say that i got something
                 F      G             C      Am           F                  
for his punk ass what i realy want to say is there's just one
    G             C    Am F  G                 C      F    G    C
way back and i'll make it my soul will have to wait   yeah yeah yeah

Santeria

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Em,D
what has been sold, not strictly made of stone
just remember that it's flesh and bone.

Pawn Shop

"Boss DJ" by Sublime
From the Album: Robbin' The Hood
Tabbed By: Jack Clarke

Sounds great on the uke and very easy to play.  AMAZING SONG for Sublime fans.  Have Fun!



          G                  C
There's a steel train comin' through

        G            C
I would take it if I could 

      G                C
and I would not lie to you 

        G              C
because Sunday mornin' soon will come 

     G                   C
When things will be much easier to say

G                          C
Upon the microphone like a boss DJ 

            G                            C
But I won't walk up upon the sea like it was dry land

G             C
Boss DJ ain't nothin' but a man 

   G                
No trouble, no fuss, (tap ukulele twice) 

C
I know why... (Pause for a brief moment)

G    C        G                C
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice,

G    C        G                C
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice

       G
Rumors flyin' all over town,

         C
but it's stones and sticks, 

    G                            C
Cuz´on the microphone is where I go to get my fix

        G                               C
Let the lovin' take a hold of me cuz it will if you let it

    G                        C
I'm funky not a junkie but I know where to get it


G                
No trouble, no fuss, (tap ukulele twice) 

C
I know why... (Pause for a brief moment)

G    C       G                C
It's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice

G    C       G                C
It's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice 

   G
ooowee girl

   A#
ooowee girl 

   G
ooowee girl

   A#
ooowee girl

          C                       D
and there really ain't no time to waste

C                       D
really ain't no time to hate

             C       D      C       D
ain't got no time to waste, time to hate

G               C                        D
really ain't no time to make the time go away 

          G                 C
so mister DJ don't stop the music, 

        G
I wanna know, 

        C                    G    A#
are you feelin' the same way too?

                        G
I wanna rock it with you-ou girl 

    A#
ooo ooo girl

    G
ooo ooo girl

    A#
ooo hoo hoo girl 

    G    C       G                C
cuz it's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice, 

G    C       G                C
it's so nice I wanna hear the same song twice


(Pause Briefly)

D                C                      
nowadays all the songs on the radio all, 

D
all drive me crazy

Boss Dj

D            G
Early in the morning
D             G
Rise up to the street
D               G
Light me up that cigarette 
D                     G
and I'll slap shoes on my feet
D             G
Got to find a reason 
D                    G
Reason because we're wrong
D              G
Got to find a reason 
D              G
why my money's all gone

D        G
I got a dalmation 
D           G
I can still get high
D            G
I can play the guitar 
D                   G
Like a motherfuckin' riot

(carry on riff throughout the solo) (whistling the solo fits quite well)

D
LIfe is too short 
G
So love the one you got
D
Cause you might get run over
G
or you might get shot

D
Never start static
G
I just get it off my chest
D
Never had to battle with my 
G
bulletproof vest 

D
Take a small example 
G
Take a tip from me
D
Take all of your money
G
Give it up to charity

D
Love is what I got 
G
Is with in my reach
D
the sub rock styles
G
dealt straight from Long Beach

D
It come back to you 
G
You're gonna get what you deserve
D
Try'n test that 
G
Your bound to get served

D
Love's what I got
G
Don't start a riot
D
You'll feel it when
G
the dance get's hot

(carry on same strum/rhythm till the end of the song)

What I Got

C
Sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
your girlfriend said so, but I really don't know
Bb
that don't mean we fucked around
A
that night last week when you left town
Verse 2
C
Was tweakin' by myself one night that's when I wrote this tune
didn't have no need for that bed in my hotel room
Bb
uh-huh, sometimes right now since I've left the bend
A
feels like I'm right back there again

Chorus
F           G
sometimes I pray
F                         G
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (holiday)
F                    G
So I bought myself a gun
F                                        G
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from


D
sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
D
my girfriend said so- she's a little ho
C
that don't mean I fuck around
B
I like to keep that higher ground
Chorus
F           G
sometimes I pray
F                         G
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (holiday)
F                    G
So I bought myself a gun
F                                        G
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from


G   F        G         F
oohhh, don't tease me
            G         F
ohhh, don't tease me
      G     F
don't tease me, oh



F           G
sometimes I pray
F                         G
waiting, waiting for some bright holiday (holiday)
F                    G
So I bought myself a gun
F                                        G
and I'm right back, right back where I'm from

C-Bb-A-A 3X
C-Bb-G-G

Right Back

# basicly A and G all the time. Sounds better when you change the rhythm.


A            G              A 
We took this trip to garden grove
              G                  A       G
It smelt like Lou Dog inside the van. Oh yeah
This ain't no funky reggae party, 5 dollars at the door
It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme?
I've got the microwave, got the vcr
I got the duece duece 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 fuck around with my dog
All that I can see I steal. I fill up my garage
'cuz 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 shit stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van.
It's my bed sheet covered with sand Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hands. Getting hassled by the man
Waking up to an alarm. Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on the freeway. Feeling depressed every day
Leaving without making a sound. Pickin up my dog up at the pound
Livin in a tweeker pad. Gettin yelled at by my Dad
Saying I'm happy when I'm not. Finding roaches in the pot
Oh, all these things I do their waiting for you

Garden Grove

Artist- Sublime

Verse 1

 A            G     F
janie always said i was a mess
                   G
 sorry bout that mess
            C             A           D
 i made her bleed i'm planting my seed
          G 
still i knew she could take it 
          C                                 A
 if i opened up the rhythm i knew it could make it
 F                G               C
 but i hope her parents love her so

Verse 2 

A                       G      F
 feelin all the acid on the brain
                   G
 still i got that frame 
                      C                           A
 i made her bleed yeah she wants that lovin' you see
               D                        G
 well if you live you wanna give or get old
                   C                 A
 and if you never knew that we get old
          D                        G 
you live it up you live it up you get old 
     C             A
 believe me when i say
              F         G 
its' the same shit everyday 
         C              A
 but i got to know my place
                   D                     G
 and if you don't it smacks you in your face i know
 F                   G 
i know her parents love her
 F                     G
 i hope her parents love her
 Bb                 F        A
 i hope her parents love her so

 Solo (A-F-D-E) 2X 

Verse 3 

A                  G  F
 billyed backed in 1983
       G
 what did you do for me 
              C       A             D
 i made her bleed i'm planting my seed
 G
 i knew we could make it but
 C                      A
 i only knew that the bitch would break it yeah
 F                 G
 i hope her parents love her so 
A                  F           G 
my god look at me if he had to go 
      C                            A
 i know i'm barely lovin' my holy creed
          D                       G 
you never knew that was what you need 
C             A 
oh my god honestly
 D                       G
 believe it or not its a disease 
F                             G 
well i hope her parents love her
 Bb                F         A
 i hope her parents love her so 

Have Fun!

Seed

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verse:
                 G
By the rivers of babylon
             G
Where he sat down
             D
and there he wept
                   G
when he remembered Zion


chorus:

oh for the wicked
G
carry us away captivity 
  C
required from us a song
G
how can we sing King Alfa's song
      D          G
In a strange land
           
           G            D
so let the words of our mouth
              G           D
and the meditation of our heart
       G             D      
be acceptable in thy sight
         G
over i

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verse:
                 G
By the rivers of babylon
             G
Where he sat down
             D
and there he wept
                   G
when he remembered Zion

chorus:

oh for the wicked
G
carry us away captivity 
  C
required from us a song
G
how can we sing King Alfa's song
      D          G
In a strange land

G
how can we sing King Alfa's song
     D           G
in a strange land

Rivers Of Babylon

A  D  A  D->C (2x)
       A                           D                  A                   D
Do you believe I would take such a thing with me, and give it to a police man?
           A        D                 A        D
I wouldn't do that, mmhmm, I wouldn't do that 
     A                       D        A                          D
if I did that would you say "sir come down and put the charge on me?" 
           A        D                 A        D
I wouldn't do that, oohhh, I wouldn't do that
          A               D
I'm not a fool to hurt myself, 
           A                            D
But I was innocent to what they done to me.
          A     D          A     D
they were wrong, they were wrong
A                          D
but give it to me one time 
                         D D
give it to me - two times 
                          D D D
give it to me three times 
                         D D D D
give it to me four times
    A D          A                D
Oh, 5446, was my number. whats my number now?
      A            D             A   
Right now somebody else has that number
D
one more time
A D         A               D
5447 was my number whats my number now?
      A            D             A      D
Right now somebody else has that number
A              D
Say boom, say, one go with him up, yes
A                    D
Say boom, say, want keep him, keep him on his back, say
A                         D
Say boom, say, me want to take off her dress, huh
A                   D
Say boom, say, I've kissed and caressed
           A                                 D
'cuz we're jillin' and we're chillin' in the club all night, 
      A                                 D
we're jillin' and we're chillin' in the club all night, 
         A                           D
hear the dogs, hear the beat, in the dog pound,
 A               D
DJ, "Lord have his grilled cheese"
A            D
some jealous punk, 
          A        D
snuck up around my back, 
A               D           A    D
tried to take a lovin' over me; 
A      D   A      D
Lord I got into a fist fight, 
    A           D        A     D
and wound up in jail all night
A                       D
give it to me one time 
                        D D
give it to me two times 
                         D D D
give it to me three times 
                         D D D D
give it to me four times 

    E   E     G
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C|--4---4-----2-------|
G|--4---4-----4-------|

E
people listen up don't stand too near 
                           B
I've got somthin' that you all should hear 
    
all lies all the lies they told to me form a little part of history 
E
I was always taught that boy meets girl, 
                             B
fall in love get married and forget the world. 
            
Nine months later sweet baby's on the way 
A
Kiss 'em on the cheek and life's okay 
        E       A
I don't feel no pain 
        E       A
I don't have no time 
   E            A                  B     C
to listen to conflicting points of view, oh. 
       E              G     B
It's a crazy world to live alone. 
  E                G       B
A ball and chain I call my own

a-ba-na-na-na-na

    E   E     G
A|--2---2-----2-------|
E|--4---4-----3-------|   (4x)
C|--4---4-----2-------|
G|--4---4-----4-------|

E
People listen up don't stand too close, 
                            B
I've got somethin' that you all should know: 

holy matrimony is not for me, I'd rather die alone in misery
    E
Cuz I was always taught that boy meets girl, 
                             B
fall in love get married and forget the world, 
                                           A
nine months later sweet baby's on the way. Isn't that what they used to say? 
       E        A
with a girl you knew, 
        E             A
and the bonds that we grew, 
E             A        B      C
turned into a ball and chain, mmm. 
  E             G       B
I step into the great unknown. 
      E                G       B
and a ball and chain I call my home; 

a-ba-na-na-na-na, 

    E   E     G
A|--2---2-----2-------|
E|--4---4-----3-------|   (4x)
C|--4---4-----2-------|
G|--4---4-----4-------|

E              G    B
crazy world to live alone 

E   B   E   B   A

       E             A
with a girl that you knew 
        E             A
and the bonds that we grew 
E             A        B      C
turned into a ball and chain, ohh
  E             G     B
I step into the great unknown, 
      E                G       B
and a ball and chain I call my own, 
        E
because marriage doesn't work in the world today, 
                         B
It's an institution that is in decay 

and if I have love I wish to portray, I will surley find another way
        E
because I was always taught that boy meets girl, 
                             B
fall in love get married and forget the world 
                                              A
nine months later the sweet baby's on the way kiss him on the cheek and life's okay
        E       A 
I don't feel no pain 
        E       A
I don't have no time 
   E             A                 B    C
to listen to conflicting points of view whoa 
  E             G     B
I step into the great unknown 
       E        G               B
with a ball and chain I call my own; 

a-ba-na-na-na-na 

    E   E     G
A|--2---2-----2-------|
E|--4---4-----3-------|   (4x)
C|--4---4-----2-------|
G|--4---4-----4-------|

5446/ball And Chain

A                                 A   
On the eastside, that's where I met my Ramona,
                 A 
"I wanna go to a party," that's what she said
A          
Lonely - that's what I been
A                               
Here's my telephone number call me


           A                    A                                          A
..and to a party a house par-ty Whole lotta people just rally-round-me and love,
                      A 
she send a message of love
           A                                             
she said I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap, BAH BAH.

Ramona please step back
                A
'Cause she's my Ruca, I'm barely waiting for my hiena

A   A    A   A

                                  A
She moved from Long Beach down to LA
                                     A
Right now she selling oranges by the freeway
              A
I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one tell me
             A
and she said "Your not the only one, but your the best Bradley" BAH  BAH

                              A                                   A
And know now I waiting for my Ruca and I barely pulled up with my hiena
                     A                                    A
I know tonight I be behind her, don't fuck around with my hiena.

Waiting For My Ruca

E                                   B
As I was walking down rubadub square
      E                                     B
Not a chill to the weather but a nip to the air
A            E         A                    E  
From another direction she was caught in my eye
A              E         A                   E
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try
                B     B    B  B
..might as well try
E                                                  B
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
E                                              B
And I knew without asking she was into the blues
A                E        A               E
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
A            E            A              E     B   B   B   B
I knew right away she was not like other girls
F#       
Well I ain't never been right as I ain't never been wrong
   B                               A            E      E
As everything works out the way it does in this song
F# 
'Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
       B                          A          E      E
In the strangest of places if you look at it right

E
It was the summer of love and I thank the stars above
            B              A           E
Because the women took the lovin' over me
E
And just to gain her trust, I bought a microbus
          B           A        E
Because I sold off my personal property
  A                     E
A tight tie-dyed dress, she was a psychedelic mess
A                       E
We toured to the north, south, east and west
A
We sold some mushroom tea,
E
We sold some ecstasy,
A                            E
We sold nitrus, opium, acid, heroin and PCP
A                                  E
Now I hear the police coming after me
           A                            E
Yes, now I hear the police coming after me
A                        E
The one scarlet with the flowers in her hair,
      A                           E    E
She's got the police coming after me
E                                                   B
Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves
E                                           B
All scarlet begonias and a touch of the blues
A                      E              A                  E
And there ain't nothin wrong with the love that's in her eyes
A                  E                A            E
I had to learn the hard way just to let her pass by.
             B
let her pass by.

Scarlet Begonias

Intro:
D  E
    and I won't give it up to you.
D                           E
And I feel love, feel love. Love, love!

Chorus:
D              E
Jailhouse gets empty,
D         E
Rudy gets plenty,
D                    E
The baton stick gets shorter,
D         E
Rudy gets taller.
D                       E
Can't fight against the youth,
            D
Cause we're strong.
                    E
Them are rude, rude people.
D                       E
Can't fight against the youth,
            D
Cause we're strong.
                    E
Them are rude, rude people.

Verse:
D
Now when I was a youth in 1983
           E
it was the best day of my life.
               D
We had the '89 vision

we didn't fuss and no fight,
     E
when all the little daughters wanna be my wife
       D
like a vision,
                     E
it was playin' on my guitar,

on my guitar,
            D
I had to be there,

I had to be there,
            E
I had to be there,

I had to be there.

(Continue these 2 chords the rest of the song)
Lyrics continued....

Jailhouse

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A
some folks say smoking herb is a crime
if they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime
insufferable informa crazy fools
wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules

E
and in the evening when we try to jam
we like the music loud in this here band 
we let the bass line drop as loud as we can stand 
somebody always gotta turn informa for the man 

D
i want to know right now 
is there one of you in the crowd 
are you gonna call 911 

Cm
and spoil all of my fun 

Bm            A
you crazy fool

A
i'm in the mood get ready
im in the mood come on now yeah
im in the mood get ready
im in the mood come on now yeah 

E
load up the bong crank up the song 
let the informa call 911 
load up the bong crank up the song
let the informa call 911

D
and when security police force want to arrive 
don't try to run don't try to hide 
just pull out the .9 pop in the clip 

Cm                          Bm        A
and let one slip into these crazy fools

Get Ready

Intro
C  Am  C  Am  C  Am  C  Am  F  G  F  G  Dsus2

 C                 Am                 C         Am
In school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak,

C        G               C       G
Elijah, Muhammed or the welfare state.

  F    Am  C        F   Am  C
But I know. 

        C     Am           C   Am
And I know because of KRS-ONE.

        F   Am  C     F   Am  C
Yeah and I know

        C   G            C  G     C  G
And I know because of KRS-ONE.
 
               C           Am                         C      Am
Because he's droppin', droppin', droppin' science, droppin history

          C      G              C         G
With a whole leap of style and intelligency

     F   Am  C      F  Am   C
Yes, I know.      

       C     Am            C     Am
I know because of KRS-ONE      

      F    Am  C     F  Am  C
Yeah, and I know

      C    G
And I know...

Dsus2   Csus2   Dsus2    Csus2   Dsus2  Csus2   G

            C                   Am             C            Am
Because we don't want to pay no money to hear the same old sounds.

 C               G                 C       G
Watch him, he'll take hip-hop to a higher ground.

        F   Am C      F   Am  C
And I know             (How do I know?)      

         C    Am           C    Am
And I know because of KRS-ONE.      

      F     Am  C    F  Am  C
Yeah, and I know     

       C     G
And I know...

Dsus2   Csus2   Dsus2    Csus2   Dsus2  Csus2   G

F
(you must learn) And I know      

      C    G             C   G
And I know because of KRS-ONE.  

F
And I know      

G             C
And I know  yeah.

Krs One

Gold

      E
On the freeway in the county, the sun don't shine 
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel a bati man
Outside my cell, deputies creep
                             A
and in this cell, all I do is sleep
and I dream that I'm free 
				E
and I'm back on the reef where I throw my net out into the sea 
   C7                       B
and all the fine heinas come swimmin' to me
    A
they hold me and they promise me things
           C7
and when the tides high I cry like a little baby
                C
don't give me no right kinda love 
no Sunday mornin'
B
don't want no puppy lovin'
A
hungry babe, the new style
E
hungry babe, the new stylee
A
and A ...
a angry dog is a hungry dog
E
and A...
a hungry dog is angry dog
C                                         G        B
I feel like rockin', I wanna rock with you 

E
I-- gotta contact on, gotta contact my... baby girl
But I would, never could get up
Why does it hafta be so damn tough?
      A
With maietes and the ese's
yes they're steady on the phone
        (pm)
I'll be damned if the man with the shank in his hand
will make me feel,

        E
I feel a bati man
                    A
And I know, that I'm there 
          E
Some-day, I...
A                       E
back on the reef where I throw my net out into the sea 
C7                      B
all the fine heinas come swimmin' to me
A
hold me baby, promise me 
          C7
with no protection a my erection I won't get no vd
                C
don't give me no right kinda love 
no Sunday mornin' 
B
I don't want no puppy lovin'

A
hungry babe are the new stylee
E
and angry dogs are hungry doggies
A 
a naked man is a naked man
         E
and a..a wicked dog is a hungry dog
C                                         G    B
I feel like rockin', I wanna rock with you

Freeway Time In La County Jail

Sublime Acoustic: Bradley Nowell & Friends

Intro: A Dm A G G# A

verse1:> 
  A
  smoke..
  F                          G
  i..              ...night
  A                         
  i smoke..
  F                       G
  it...            ...alright

bridge: A F G G#

verse2:

  A
  daddy...
           F                 G
  "son you be...         ...man"
  A
  and mamma..
            F             G
  "son you do...     ...can"
    G         
  but then..
    F
  he came...
  G(hit it once)       F (hit it once)
  "hard...         ...hard..
       E(slow)
  but first...

Smoke Two Joints

intro: A,Bm,G,A

A                       Bm
When you grab a hold of me
G                                 A
Tell me that I'll never be set free
A                       Bm
But I'm a parasite
G                                 A
Creep and crawl, I step into the night

A                D
Two pints of booze
G                           
Tell me, are you a bad fish too?
A
Are you a badfish too?

D                          A
Ain't got no money to spend
D                          A
I hope the night would never end
D                          A
Lord knows I'm weak
D                                  E6
Won't somebody get get me off this reef?


Baby, you're a big blue whale
Grab the reef when all duck divin' fails
I swim, but I wish I never learned
The water's too polluted with germs
I dive deep when it's ten feet overhead
Grab the reef from underneath my bed (underneath my bed)

Ain't got no quarrels with God
Ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off this reef?
I got a gun

Ain't got no quarrels with God
Ain't got no time to get old
Lord knows I'm weak
Won't somebody get me off this reef?

Badfish

E                               D
Annie's twelve years old in two more she'll be a whore  
  E                            D
Nobody ever told her it's the wrong way  
E                          D
Don't be afraid with the quickness you get laid 
      E                            D
for your family get paid it's the wrong way
            A                 G
I gave her all that I had to give 
           A               G
I'm gonna make it hard to live  
           A             G     
Big salty tears running down to her chin
        A                         C
and it ruins up her makeup that I never wanted
       F#               E 
A cigarette pressed between her lips 
            F#                           E
while I?m staring at her tits it's the wrong way  
             F#                  E
Strong if I can but I am only a man 
      F#                           E
so I take her to the can it's the wrong way
          B            A
The only family that she?s ever had 
        B                            A
is her Seven horny brothers and her drunk-ass Dad
           B            A
He needed money so he put her on the street
                      B                          D
Everything was going fine until the day she met me
E                  D
Happy are you sad wanna shoot your Dad 
     E                          D
I?ll do anything I can it's the wrong way
    E                     D
We talked all night and tried to make it right
    E                                  D
Believe me shit was tight it was the wrong way
         A           G
Go run away if you don?t wanna stay 
          A            G
Cause I ain?t here to make ya oh no
           A             G
It?s up to you what you really wanna do
            A        C 
Spend some time in America  "dub-style"
 B                                A        
She?ll give you all she?s got to give 
     B                  A
but I'm gonna make it hard to live  
           B             A      
Big salty tears rolling down her chin 
        B                   D
and it smears up her makeup I never wanted
E                        D
So we ran away and I'm sorry when I say 
        E                                   D
that straight to this very day it was the wrong way 
  E                                D
She took a hike don't matter if I like it or not 
   E                         D
because she only wants the wrong way
           B                  A
I gave her all that I had to give 
          B             A
but she still wouldn't take it oh no 
              B                        A
Her two brown eyes are leaking like a sieve 
         B                             D
and it still ruins her makeup I never wanted...

Wrong Way

Intro (Fast ska and a C |-- Bb chord progression)

Girls don't go crazy

F            Eb
Woman hold a man tight

Verse 1 (Fast ska | C-Bb chord progression)
C                         Bb
Every day I love him just a little bit more
C                  Bb
A little bit more, A little bit more
C                         Bb
Every day I love him just a little bit more
       C            Bb
And he loves me the same
C                         Bb
Every day I love her just a little bit more
C                  Bb
A little bit more, A little bit more
C                         Bb
Every day I love her just a little bit more
        C            Bb
And she loves me the same


Chorus
C
Baby if you want to get low
Bb
Baby if you want to get high 
            F            G
It makes no sense at all
      C
I saw red,
      C             Bb
I saw red. Oh I saw red
F               G                 C
One more secret lover that I shot dead


Verse 2 (same chord pattern as above C|--Bb)
Everyday I wake up just a little bit more feelin'
like a dog out on the yard because that's just how we are
Everyday I wonder if it's over when I wake up
realizin' that we hate and brake down the war
You say it's black, but I can't believe you 
And if you say it's white, you say I'm tryin to deceive you
and baby you're the winner of the high and the low,
and I'd be waiting for you in the
middle but I just lack control. 


Chorus


Verse 3
C              Bb
Girls don't go crazy
C              Bb
Girls don't go crazy
C              Bb
Girls don't go crazy
         Bb           C
When the men use you. No!
   F               Eb
Oh woman hold your man tight
F               G
If it makes you feel right 
          C       Bb    C
It's your own life

Saw Red

# Em
# Let xx xxxx xxx xxxxx x girl x know
# Em
# Had x xxxxx xxxxx xx hour xxx
# Am
# Sitting xx x xxxxxx xx herself
# B           B#       B
# In x xxx xx downtown xxxx

# Em
# She xxxxx x xxxxx xxx she xxxxxx xx xxx door
# Em
# And xxx x xxx she'd xxxxx xxxx before
# Am
# Light xxxx, xxxxx blue xxxx
# B                   B#      B
# A xxxxxx xxxx xxx x plastic xxxxx

# Em
# Her xxxxx xxxxx xx xx walked xxxxxxx xxx xxxx
# Em
# And xxxx xx xxxxx seat xxxx xx xxx xx xxx bar
# B
# â€oeMy xxxxx xxx xxx xx parked xxxxx xxxxxxx
# Am
# How'd xxx xxxx xx xx xxx a xxxx?” xxx xxx said

# Em
# â€oeWait x xxxxxx x xxxx xx think”
# Em
# He xxxx â€oexxxxxx fine xxx x xxxxxx buy xxx x drink?”
# B
# One xxxxx xxxxxx xxxx 3 xx 4
#          B#           B        Em
# And xxxx xxxx xxx got xxxx xxx xxx
#          B#              B          Em
# And xxxx xxxxx xxxx some xxxxx xxxx xxx

# Em
# â€oeNow xxxx, xxx xxxx xxx come
# Em
# How'd xxx xxxx xx xxxx x little xxx?” xxx xxx said
# B                 B#               G
# â€oeIf xx xxxxx xxxx please xx xx xxx way,
#             D             Em
# I xxxxx xxx xxx”     

# Em
# That's xxxx xxxxxx xxx xxx xx control

# Em         B#   B
# She xxxxxx xxxx to
# Em     B#  B
# He xxx xxx xxx
# Em       B#    B
# She xxxx xxxxx go
# Em      B# B
# He xxxx xx way

# B                                  B#  B                          
# â€oeCome xx xxxx xxxx xxxx lucky xxx
# B                                          B# B
# Shut xxxx xxxxx xxxxx gonna xx xx xx xxx
# B                              B# B
# Come xx xxxx don't xx xxxxxx
# B
# If xx xxxxxx xxx xxxx rape, xxx xxxxx xxx laid”

# Em
# He xxxxxxxx xx, started xxx xxx
# Em
# He xxxxxx xxxxxx xxx drove xxxx xx xxx bar
# Am
# He xxxx â€oexxx baby, xxxxx xx xxx,
# B                   B#           B
# In xx xxxxxxx, xxx xxxxxxx half xxx.”

# Em
# She xxxxxx xx x rock
# Em
# Threw xx xx xxx car.
# Em
# Hit xxx xx xxx head
# Em
# Now xxxx xxx x big xxxx
# Am
# Come xx, xxxxx xxxxxx won't xxx xxxxxx xx me
# B         B#
# Date xxxx xxxxx â€oeE”

# Em
# The xxxx xxx, xxx xxxx xx xxx drawer
# Em
# Looked xx xxx xxxxx attorney-at-law
# B
# Went xx xxx phone xxx xxxxx x police xxxxxx
# Am
# And xxxx xxx xxxx xxx guys xxx xx court

# Em
# The xxx xx xxxxx xx front xx xxx judge
# Em
# He xxxxxxxx â€oexxx lies, xxxx xxxxxx slut!”
# B
# The xxxxx xxxx xx xxx full xx xxxx
#       B#       B  Em
# So xx xxxx xxx 25 xxxxx
#             B#       B           Em
# And xxx xxx heart xx xxxxxx xxxx tears

# Em
# One xxxxx xx xxxx, xx xxx getting xxxx
# Em
# He xxx xxxxxxxxxx xx x large xxxxxx
# B
# And xx xxxxxxxx
#         B#              G                D
# But xxx xxxxxx xxxx xx attention xx xxx cries

# Em
# That's xxxx xxxxxx xxx out xx control

# Em        B# B
# The xxxxx xx the 
# Em        B# B   
# Date xxxx xxxxx
# Em          B# B
# It xxxx xxx xxx 
# Em              B# B
# To xx xxxxx xxx horny

# B                                B# B
# But xxxxxx xxx xxx xx xxx xx be
# B                                          
# They xxxxxx xxx xx xxx threw xxxx xxx key
#      B# B 
# Well x xxxxx xxxx xxxx xx men xx xxx kind
# B# B
# Even xxxxxx xx xxx xxxxx xx xx xxx behind

# Em B# B Em B# B Em B# B B# B B#

# B                                B# B
# But xxxxxx xxx xxx xx had xx xx
# B
# They xxxxxx xxx xx xxx threw xxxx xxx key
#      B# B
# Well x xxxxx xxxx xxxx xx men xx xxx kind
# B#  B
# Even xxxxxx xx xxx takes xx xx xxx behind
# (n.c.)
# Date xxxx!
# Em
# Nanana xx xx xx
# B#
# Nanana xx xx xx
# Am
# Nanana xx xx xx
# G
# Nanana xx xx xx

# G
# She xxxxxx xxxx to
# G
# She xxxxxx xxxx to
# G
# She xxxxxx xxxx to
# G
# She xxxxxx  
# G
# Take xx!

Date Rape

This is obviously not how the song goes but it will definitely work. Easy to sing to!

F#m      E                    Bm
   Summertime and the livin's easy
                 D                    F#m
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
                  E             
All people in the dance will agree
     Bm                      D                 F#m
That we're well qualified to represent the L.B.C.
   E                    Bm         
G, me and Louie, we all run to the party
    D                       F#m        E   Bm  D
And dance to the rhythm, it gets harder

F#m         E                  Bm          D
  Me and my girl, we got this relationship
F#m             E            Bm                D
  I love her so bad, but she treats me like a ...
F#m            E              Bm     D
  On lock down like a penitentiary
                F#m
She spreads her lovin' all over
    E                                Bm          D
And when she gets home, there's none left for me

Summertime and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well qualified to represent the L.B.C.
Me, me and Louie, we go run to the party
Dance to the rhythm, it gets harder

F#m             E         Bm          D
  Oh, take this veil from off my eyes
F#m          E                Bm      D
  My burning sun will some day rise
F#m                            E
What am I gonna be doin' for a while?
               Bm               D
Said I'm gonna play with myself
F#m            E              Bm       D
Show them, now we've come off the shelf, so what?

Summertime, the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well qualified to represent the L.B.C.
G, we and Louie, run to the party
And dance to the rhythm, it gets harder

F#m        E                           Bm         D
Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, most definitely
F#m   E                      Bm         D
Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely
    F#m   E            Bm      D
The tension is getting hotter
            F#m      E        Bm      D
I'd like to hold her head underwater

Me and my girl, we got a relationship
Me and my girl, we got a relationship
My girl, we got a relationship
Oh and my girl, we got a relation...

Take a tip, take a tip, take a ti-ti-ti-tip from me

Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well qualified to represent the L.B.C.
G, la la Louie, well everybody run to the rhythm, it gets harder

Summertime, the livin's easy

Doin' Time

Sublime Greatest Hits

C         G
Maybe one breath away

C             G
I'd find the words to say

C             G
I'll sit and light the bong

C             G7
I'll hold my hit in real long

C                 Am   C      Am             F
I don't know if I can go  up inside you tonight

F              Dm           G          C
Oh Mary baby, please don't fuss and fight

C                 G
You've heard the line before

C                  G
Mary baby please don't think i'm a whore

C            G              
If you come home to me, turn off the

C                                        G         
lights and lock up the doors and start getting busy

C                 Am   C            Am            F
I don't know if I can go so far up inside you tonight

F             Dm      G        C
but Mary Baby, I could do it right

C           G  
When we got to the pad

C                   G
Mary baby started callin me her dad
         
          Am
and, she gave me head

C              G
We could not find the damn bed

C          Am          C             Am          F
15 years old plus one hotter than a microwave oven

F              Dm      G      C
Oh mary baby, daddy is coming home

Mary

Robbin' The Hood

G                  Em
I'm spun, just like a raisin in the sun
     Am                           D
I'm fried up but the fun has just begun
       G                   Em
And I swear, with all the love inside my head
     Am                           D
I've gotta dish it out and gotta share
     C                        D                        C
But lately I've been walking this road, searching for an end
                          D
But I've finally figured out

G                  Em
Ban me from your company
          Am                                  D
And I'll meet you where the sunlight meets the gold
    G                       Em
Oh show me something I've never seen
       Am                          D
And I promise I'll be right there waiting

    G                      Em
I'm free, from all the judgment that you put on me
     Am                           D
And I know it grows and I know it dies inside
    G                      Em
I shake, and just so I can get a breath
         Am                                       D
Cause if they had it their way they'd push me to my death
C                        D                          C
Cause I've been walking this road, searching for an end
                         D
But I've finally figured out

G                    Em
Ban me from your company
          Am                                   D
And I'll meet you where the sunlight meets the road
    G                       Em
Oh show me something I've never seen
       Am                          D
And I promise I'll be right there waiting

C                               G   
And destroy what we've made this time
C                          G B  C
And watch it grow and die inside
G       B        C         G       B       C  
Oh, we'll watch it grow and we'll watch it die
C                                          
Oh, this time it's for real we'll watch it die
G    Em  Am              D
Ooh ...  ooh, and we'll watch it grow and die 
G    Em  Am              D
Ooh ...  ooh, and we'll watch it grow and die 
G    Em  Am              D
Ooh ...  ooh, and we'll watch it grow and die

Spun

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You Better Listen

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Take It Or Leave It

Yours Truly

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April 29, 1992

20th Century Masters: The Millennium Collection: Best Of Sublime 

For the intro slide between A and B for the first bars 


B                      G#
Wake up in the morning
B                            G#
Clock sys half past one
B             G#                   B                    G#
I have no sunglasses as i step into the sun 
A              E                                A                     F#
Theres no recollection of all the evil things i've done
     B                        A                       F#
My head feels like i musta had some fun



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What Happened

# Slide between B and A

B              G#
Wake up in the morning,
B                    G#
clock says half past one
B            G#
I have no sunglasses
     B             G#
As I step into the sun
A               E
There's no recollection
       A                E   G# A A# B
of the evil things I've done
   B                 A               F#
My head feels like I musta' had some fun

B  A  B F#    F#  A B A B

What happened?

# Slide between B and A like in the intro

B              G#
Last thing I remember
      B               G#
I was chillin at a party
B                 G#
Pinching girlie's asses
      B                G#
I was drinking recklessly
A            E
I know I did something
A                  E  G# A A# B
Lord what could it be
B                          A                  G#
Woke up in the morning and all my friends hate me

B A B F#  F# A B A B

What happened?

# Slide between B and A 

B                G#
What I'm I doing here
B                      G#
Who is this girl in my bed
B                       G#
What is this shit on my face
   B                 G#
My God, what is that awful smell
A             E
She may be an angel
A            E    G# A A# B
She may be a queen
             B                       A             F#
She might be black, white, American, Indian or Japanese

B  A B  F#   F# A B A B

# Slide between B and A

B              G#
Threw a bottle at a bouncer
       B                 G#
Didn't think that he was cool
B                  G#
Pissed in someones drink
            B           G#
And threw a bike into a pool
A               E
Driven down the side walk
A                      E  G# A A# B
Like a crazy possessed fool
B             A              F#
I broke every single traffic rule.

B A B F#  F# A B A B

What happened?

B A B F#  F# A B A B

Let's go
A             E
She may be an angel
A            E    G# A A# B
She may be a queen
             B                       A             F#
She might be black, white, American, Indian or Japanese

What Happened?

40oz. To Freedom

New Realization Chords
Artist: Sublime
Album: Second Hand Smoke
Tuning: Standard (EADGBE)
Note:  It's easiest to play the quick "D C Bb G" progression barred.
Feel free to contact me with comments or questions at devsjunk@yahoo.com.  Devin.



Intro:
(Picking)
G Em G Em

G 		         Em		     
The time has come to reach a new reali-
G				Em
zation 'tween me and you. 
G                 Em		
Time to clear the	rumors, sensations, and		
G				 Em  
things that just are not true. Well I
C                     Am
thought I heard you behind me, with a
C                     D
knife straight for my back. It's quite
C		   G				    Em
clear that I'm back in the swing of the living, although I
G				  Em
might not be on the right track. Oh
D 				       C              Bb       
thought I might drown but it's hard to keep a good man 
G                        Em             
down-town's where you'll find me, threw 
G              Em
some ill guy a hand. 
  G              Em             G              Em
Although I never listen girl, I damn well understand. And you
C                  Am
think, I'm so damn feeble. I
C                      D                 C        
can't see through you're lies, you're just a crock of 
G                   Em             G             Em
shit, with a pretty smile, and I refuse to compromise. Oh,
D                     C             Bb    G
you're giving me such a heavy, heavy, heavy load. 

Bass Solo)
Em  G  Em  C  D  C Bb 

G                 Em                  G                       Em
You may hold some vision of truth, if truth can be found in a lie. 
G                   Em                 G                  Em
Maybe some grain of inspiration, for a song that's deep inside. Oh,
C             Am         
tears running down you're face, just screaming
C               D
"look me in the eye". Well I'm
C                G               Em
looking straight at your twisted face, and it's
 G                Em
enough to make me cry. The
D                 C         Bb
path is there for those who want to, 
G                Em
pay the price of loving you, 
G                 Em
in more ways than one. 
G                   Em
Wrapped around you're finger, but I 
G                 Em
think my time has come, but I 
C            Am
never can be too sure, cuz I 
C                     D
like to have a little fun. Oh, 
C        G              Em  
what fun it would be to blow my mind and 
G             Em
fall into the sun. A 
D         C        Bb       G
mind is a precious thing to taste.

New Realization

Bb
Running from a gun 
               F
for some brain that ways a ton              
        Gm                     Eb
And my God, it hurts to get so low
Bb 
Searchin' through the cars 
            F
Cold, still searchin' through the night
 
I think I will run, to you, but
   Bb
I refuse to fuss and fight 

Bb
And God may find a reason
F 
Well I'm sure you'll find a rhyme
            Gm                     Eb
Because it takes up nearly all my time

F           F# 
He who stands for freedom     
    F            F#
God knows I've got the number    
    Bb           C#      Bb
But maybe I just use too much 
Verse 2:      
      Bb
I was sitting in that bar     
    F
I'm sittin' in that stolen car
       Gm                          Eb
Cold, still rollin' down the boulevard
Bb
Saw you with a gleam         
        F
And the microphone scene
              
'Think I will run, to you
    Bb
But I know I won't live for me
 Bb
Cause I know God's got both,
     F
the reason and the rhyme
        Gm                              Eb
Please tell me, why he takes up all my time
F   F#        F   F#
I've been drinking, just like you
    Bb               C#              Bb
And maybe, you've got something I can use

New Song

Jah Won't Pay The Bills

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Same In The End

Intro
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Cm                    Ab
I have a secret place inside my mind,
Bb                       G
where I keep hidden inspiration you will find.
Cm                      Ab
And when my petty anger goes to my head,
Bb                          G
you'll find I'm better off dead.
        F       Ab       G
Oh, and I don't hold the key,
   C        Bb      Eb      Bb     F
to find out what is killing me, its,
Ab   G               C     Bb          Ab G Ab G
been so long but somehow i just still care,
Cm C#     Cm  C#     Cm  C#   Cm C#
I am a Romeo, am a Romeo, with no place to go

(Verses 2and 3 follow same chord pattern)
Sometimes I think you hate me, hang up the phone,
but take a closer look, this hate I feel is my own.
So many times I've loved you, more than myself,
it's time to take that love and put it on the shelf.
Oh, and when I hold you tight,
it makes me want to scream and fight.
Love turned to hate,
some how it's just, how it's just,
how it's just to late.

I am a Romeo, am a Romeo with no place to go

Rock the reggae music, cuz it sounds so fine, right!
When I hold you tight, in my arms you are mine,
but in the morning when I wake up and I still feel the same,
I know something goin on and I know who's to blame.
Everytime I tell you I'm the real Romeo,
it fills my soul and heart with anger, pain, and sorrow.
Cuz' something's going on and I think you should know,
so listen to my rhyme, cuz this is how it goes:

In a tight mini short in a short mini skirt,
it feels so wrong and it feels so right.
the more I think about it your a pain in the ass,
I told you many times, this time it's gonna last.
Want the kind of woman who can make me feel right,
not sloppy drunk sex on a Saturday night. cuz,

I am a Romeo, am a Romeo with no place to go
Cm                        Bb
Pull up your honey if you gotta one see,
             Cm                            Bb                       
because your down with the style, cuz your down with me. oh,
rig the selector when your on the mixer,
along with Peter Mitchell upon the echo chamber. Two, one,
no they must see but no, they can't test me.
Two, three of them come and say you can't test me.
Because me rock the reggae music in a different stylee.
Me rock the kinda reggae music right on time, because your down with the
band that they call Sublime, right?

Don't take it too slow, don't take me wrong,
me know which way to go, me, me, me all right,
me rock the reggae music day and all night.

Makes you wanna explode,
makes me wanna explode,
makes me wanna explode,
makes you wanna explode,
sometimes it makes you wanna explode.

Romeo

C                 F                C

My place is not a home, don't make no difference

            F

But I have found 
 
     C                  F

that I need a place to stay

         C                               F

I never listen to what the landlord man say

G                       F

You should've seen the flops in my house

C                            C7

We were jumping on walls and kicking ceilings

Dm                  F                 C

Now a days people listen to me, when I say.."GET OUT"

Get Out (remix)

Second-Hand Smoke

E
I got the money like the lawyer said to do
E                                          B7
But it can't replace the heart ache i cost you
E                           A
Oh tomorrow I'll be leaving, i know
E               B7                   E
'Cuz one cup of coffee and then I'll go
E
I got the money like the lawyer said to do
E                                          B7
But it can't replace the heart ache i cost you
E                           A
Oh tomorrow I'll be leaving, i know
E              B7                   E
But one cup of coffee and then I'll go
    A                          E
One cup, before you fool yourself
      A                            B7
Judge not, or you're not ready for judgment
       E               A
Oh the road to life is rocky
    E               A
And you may stumble too
   E                 A
So as you point your finger 
        B7              E
Someone else is judging you
      A                          E
Judge not, before you judge yourself
      A                            B7
Judge not, or you're not ready for judgment
       E               A
Oh the road to life is rocky
    E               A
And you may stumble too
   E                     A
So while you're laughin' at me 
        B7              E
Someone else is judging you

One Cup Of Coffee

Everything Under The Sun

Sublime 

LA RE
Jo et duré a casa si fa mal temps
MI FA#m
Jo t’empararé si un cas tens por
SIm MI
Jo te cuidaré si estàs malalta
RE LA
De tot cor, de tot cor
RE REm LA
De tot cor

MI RE DO#m-SIm-LA

FA#m DO#m
Estic a punt d’anar-me’n
RE LA RE
Mes abans de partir et diré
REm LA
Que et duc dins es pensament

FA#m DO#m
No deix de recordar-te
RE LA RE
I alen els teus alens tot calents
REm SIm MI
De lluny i de prop me tens


Jo et duré...

FA#m DO#m
I a dalt de s’escenari
RE LA RE
Quan estic concentrat cantant
REm MI
Jo sempre te tenc present

FA#m DO#m
Perquè m’ets necessari
RE LA
Com s’aire que respir
RE REm SIm MI
Necessit estar amb tu en tot moment


Jo et duré... ( bis )

De tot cor

[intro]
F Am Dm Am A# Dm Gm C

[Verse 1]
             F 
Baby really hurt me
                Am 
crying in the taxi
                Dm
He dont wanna know me
                         Am                     A#     Dm
says you make the big mistake of dancing in my store 
Gm                  C
   Says it was poison
                 F
So I guess I go home 
          Am                     Dm
into the arms of the girl that I love
                Am 
the only love I havent screwed up
A#                  Dm
   She's so hard to please
             Gm      C  
but shes a forest fire
        F               
I do my best to meet her demands
Am
play it romance
         Dm
we slow dance in the living room
    Am                      A#
but all that a stranger would see
        Dm           Gm               C     
is one girl swaying alone stroking her cheek

[Chorus]

      F         Am            Dm 
They say, "you're a little much for me
         Am     A# 
You're a liability
          Dm         Gm    C
You're a little much for me"
               F              Am 
So they pull back make other plans
       Dm 
I understand
     Am     A# 
I'm a liability
        Dm         Gm    
Get you wild, make you leave
       C            Dm            F    A#       
I'm a little much for eh oh-na-na-na everyone

[Verse 2]
            F 
The truth is, I am toy
                Dm
that people enjoy
                Am               A#
till all of the tricks dont work anymore
Dm              Gm       C
And then they are bored of me
             
                    F
I know that its exciting
                     Am
running through the night but
              Dm                Am
every perfect summer's eating me alive
            A#    Dm
unitl youre gone
Gm          C
Better on my own

[Chorus]

      F         Am            Dm 
They say, "you're a little much for me
         Am     A# 
You're a liability
          Dm         Gm    C
You're a little much for me"
               F              Am 
So they pull back make other plans
       Dm 
I understand
     Am     A# 
I'm a liability
        Dm         Gm    
Get you wild, make you leave
       C            Dm            F    A#       
I'm a little much for eh oh-na-na-na everyone

[Outro]
             Dm           F           A#
They're gonna watch me disappear into the sun
                 Dm        F           A#
You're all gonna watch me disappear into the sun

Liability

A                                     E 
Roll into your town and I'm walking around
                                                Fm                        
Got some extra time think I'll throw some money down
                                                     D
And you follow me around, and you're asking for the time

Your asking what I found 
                         A
think I'm gonna rob you blind

maybe it's the tattoo on my arm
        E
that I drew while I was bored waiting tables in new york
Fm                                            D
 a  heart and two flowers intertwined with a vine

Up Here

INTRO:

A |---------------------|
E |--7--7--7----------- -|
C |---------------------|
G |---------------------|

VERSE 1:   

C#m          E       B      A                     C#m   E    B   A 
I’m going away to be alone I’m coming back with answers
C#m           E            B    A            C#m   E   B   A
Don’t try to call my telephone it’s disconnected
C#m           E          B       A               C#m   E   B   A
And I don’t know where I’m going but can you guide me
C#m              E        B        A              C#m   E   B   A
But if I find love where I’m going will it survive me


PRE-CHORUS 1:

C#m            B   A                         C#m         A   B
‘Cause in your own space you’re disconnected and in your own mind you’re not affected
C#m         B   A                           C#m         A   B
And in your own time you’re still attracted but in your own life


CHORUS:

A                                 C#m            B
This heart attack I’ve gotta get away not coming back
A                                 C#m                     B
I want some downtime so call me when you can and I’ll be fine


VERSE 2: [same chords as VERSE1]
I’ve found the time to be alone I don’t know what you’re asking
I’m waiting by the telephone and you’re still barking
My heart stops it isn’t… going could you revive me
I think I’m lost without knowing so come and find me


PRE-CHORUS 2:  [same chords as PRE-CHORUS1]
‘Cause in the same space we’re disconnected and in your own mind you’re not attracted
But in your own life over reacted and in your own time


{CHORUS x2}


Sometimes if we don’t go sometimes you don’t know
You don’t go I don’t go I don’t go you don’t go

C#5  B5  A5                      C#5  A5  B5
            I’ve got your back              but you don’t got mine
C#5  E5  A5                    C#5  A5  B5
            This heart attack              then I’m feeling fine


CHORUS x2

C#m          E       B    A 
I’m going away to be alone
C#m          E       B    A 
I'm going away to be alone ...............

This Heart Attack

Intro:

Bb - F - A

F                 C
I've been feeling lonesome
F                            C
I'm down, don't know what to do
D
I let you lie to me
F
plant seeds inside
            E
to see them grow
                      F
only to leave them to die

  C
I learned my lesson
       E
I won't be forgetting
       F
I won't give my heart out
    A
with-out suspecting

Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
Bb  F
why cry
    A
for you

F                  C
I've been lost and finding
F                           C
out that I've been such a fool
D           
you thought you'd stick around
F
until the day you found
    E                    F
someone to make me obsolete

  C
I learned my lesson
       E
I won't be forgetting
       F
I won't give my heart out
    A
with-out suspecting

Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
Bb  F
why cry
Dm F
why cry
    Bb
for you... 


Guitar Solo:

Bb - F - A (2x)

  C     
I learned my lesson
       E
I won't be forgetting
       F
I won't give my heart out
    A
with-out suspecting

Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
Bb  F
why cry
Dm G
why cry
    A
for you

Why Cry

[Verse 1]
 G                              D
You like New York City in the daytime
 Bm                   A
I like New York City in the nighttime
 G                          D
You say you like sleeping with the air off
Bm                  A
I don't, I need it on
G                  D
You like the light coming through the windows
 Bm                      A
I sleep late, so I just keep 'em all closed
G                  D
You ignore the music on the radio
Bm                 A
I don't, I sing-a-long


[Pre-Chorus]
G               D        Bm             A
I don't ask for you to change, baby no no no
    G              D          Bm    A
And you don't ask for me to change


[Chorus]
N.C.                     D
Tell me how we're not alike
       Bm               A
But we work so well and we don't even know why
G              D
Funny how the stars crossed right
       Bm                   A
'Cause we work so well and we don't even know why
 G              D
You can call it fire and ice
    Bm                  A
But we work so well and we don't even know why
G              D
We don't even know why, no no
Bm                          A
We don't even know why, no no no


[Post-Chorus]
N.C.
No no no no
D
We like it in the daytime
Bm                 A
We like it in the end of time
N.C.
No no no no
D
We like it in the daytime
Bm                 A
We like it in the end of time


[Verse 2]
G                        D
Cold outside and you're just in a T-shirt
Bm                   A
I have cold blood even in a sweater
G                         D
You start your night sippin' by the Kilo
Bm                   A
I don't, I know you know


[Pre-Chorus]
G               D        Bm             A
I don't ask for you to change, baby no no no
    G              D          Bm    A
And you don't ask for me to change



[Chorus]
N.C.                     D
Tell me how we're not alike
       Bm               A
But we work so well and we don't even know why
G              D
Funny how the stars crossed right
       Bm                   A
'Cause we work so well and we don't even know why
 G              D
You can call it fire and ice
    Bm                  A
But we work so well and we don't even know why
G              D
We don't even know why, no no
Bm                          A
We don't even know why, no no no


[Post-Chorus]
N.C.
No no no no
D
We like it in the daytime (we don't even know)
Bm                 A
We like it in the end of time (we don't even know)
N.C.
No no no no
D
We like it in the daytime
Bm                   A
(We don't even know, know, know, know, know)




[Bridge]
G                          D
Somehow we end up on the same side
Bm                          A
And you wouldn't think that we'd be alright
G                      D            Bm             A
Even our eyes are different colors, but we see fine
G                         D
Somehow we end up on the same side (up on the same side)
Bm                            A
And you wouldn't think that we'd be alright

(Think that we'd be alright)

G                      D            Bm             A
Even our eyes are different colors, but we see fine


[Chorus]

 N.C.                     D
(Oh)Tell me how we're not alike
       Bm               A
But we work so well and we don't even know why

('Cause we work so well and we don't even know why, why)
G              D
Funny how the stars crossed right
       Bm                  A
'Cause we work so well and we don't even know why

(But we don't even know why)
G                D
You can call it fire and ice
    Bm                  A
But we work so well and we don't even know why

('Cause we work so well and we don't even know why, why)

G              D
We don't even know why, no no
Bm                          A
We don't even know why, no no no


[Post-Chorus]

N.C.
No no no no
D
We like it in the daytime (we don't even know)
Bm                 A
We like it in the end of time (we don't even know)
N.C.
No no no no
D
We like it in the daytime
Bm             A
We like it in the nighttime

F Am Dm C

    F              Am            Bb          C
The skirts go up, before the wall  among the madding crowds, 
    
     F                      Am                    Dm     C
They ruin, Like the rest of ruin, the rest of us ruin
          F                      Am           Bb           C
You are a living doll riding the circle tracks  behind the walls of clocks, 
        F                      Am                   Dm     C
In your ruin, Like the rest of ruin, the rest of us ruin     

 Bb                        F         C
Traffic will slow for the crash years
 Bb                             F         C      Dm     C
There's no other show like it 'round here, as a ru-u-ule
 Bb                        F            C
Windows will roll for the crash years 
        Bb                       F         C      Dm    C
There's no other show like it 'round here, as a ru-u-ule

F Ab F Ab
# (Whistlng part)

F Am Dm C

        F                     Am               Bb            C     
Now the candle's end, you are a light turned low  and like the rest of us,
                 F            Am               Dm     C
You've got those old, eternity blues, eternity blues
      F                              Am         Bb                C
Your fingers raised, you're looking for the word, what you want is accident
            F                 Am                 Dm    C
And not the drag, spectacular view, what you can lose

 Bb                         F         C
Traffic will slow for the crash years
 Bb                            F         C      Dm     C
There's no other show like it 'round here, as a ruuuule
 Bb                         F         C
Windows will close in the crash years 

Bb                          F        C      Dm     C
    Honey child, you're not safe here, as a ru-u-ule

F Ab F Ab
# (whistling part)

Bb 

F Am Dm C

 Bb                        F         C
Traffic will slow for the crash years
 Bb                             F         C      Dm     C
There's no other show like it 'round here, as a ru-u-ule
 Bb                        F            C
Windows will roll for the crash years 
        Bb                       F         C      Dm    C
There's no other show like it 'round here, as a ru-u-ule

F Ab F Ab
# (Whistling part)

        F                   Am            Dm                  C
And the ruins the wild, the ruins the wild, tonight will be an open mic.

# (Repeat six times and end on an F)

Crash Years

Intro  D     Bm7   G     A     x2


Verse 1
    D                              Bm7
We never spoke a word, but every thought she had 
                         G     A Asus A
I heard from across the room 
             D                               Bm7
If we were standin' face to face I couldn't find the words 
               G               A Asus A
To say give me one more move 
        G              A             G                   A
I don't even know her name, I guess foolish pride's to blame


Chorus 
          D                        D7
Now, I'm fallin' in love as she's walkin' away
        Bm7                 F#              G                    A
And my heart won't tell my mind to tell my mouth what it should say
 D                                  D7
May have lost this battle, live to fight another day
        Bm7 A   G                              Gm
Now I'm fallin' in love as she's walkin' away


Interlude   D     Bm7   G     A     x2


Verse 2
          D                           Bm7
Wise man next to me did say 'bout the one that got away
        G                    A
Son, I missed my chance 
           D                            Bm7
Don't you let regret take place of the dreams you have to chase
     G               A
Ask her to dance, go on, son
           G                 A              G                  A
You might fall down on your face, roll the dice and have some faith


Chorus
          D                        D7
Don't be fallin' in love as she's walkin' away
           Bm7                   F#                G                    A
When your heart won't tell your mind to tell your mouth what it should say
 D                                  D7
May have lost this battle, live to fight another day
         Bm7 A   G                               Gm
Don't be fallin' in love as she's walkin' away 


Solo   D    Bm7  Bm  F#  G   A  D    D7    Bm  F# |A   D 


           G                 A              G                  A
You might fall down on your face, roll the dice and have some faith
 
          D                        D7
Don't be fallin' in love as she's walkin' away
           Bm7                   F#                G                    A
When your heart won't tell your mind to tell your mouth what it should say
 D                                  D7
May have lost this battle, live to fight another day
         Bm7 A    Bm7 A       Bm7 A       G                      G   
Don't be fallin', fallin' in, fallin' in love as she's walkin' away


Outro  (G)   Gm  Bm7  E G  Gm  D

As She's Walking Away

Intro:  D A E A D
        D A E A D  E

      A
I was goin? where I shouldn?t go
D
Seein? who I shouldn?t see
E
Doin? what I shouldn?t do
    A
And bein? who I shouldn?t be


A little voice told me it?s all wrong
        D
Another voice told me it?s alright
  E
I used to think I was strong
    A
But lately I just lost the fight

Chorus:
D         A       E          A
Funny how fallin? feels like flyin?
D          
 For a little while
D         A       E          A
Funny how fallin? feels like flyin?
D                    E
 For a little while

      A
I got tired of bein? good
        D
Started missing that old feeling free
     E
Stop actin? like I thought I should
    A
And went on back to bein? me

  
I never meant to hurt no one
  D
I just had to have my way
           E
If there's such a thing as too much fun
A
This must be the price you pay

Chorus:
D         A       E          A
Funny how fallin? feels like flyin?
D          
 For a little while
D         A       E          A
Funny how fallin? feels like flyin?
D
 For a little while
E                 A                D
 You never see it comin? till it?s gone
E                     A           D
 It all happens for a reason even when it?s wrong
  E
Especially when it?s wrong


Solo: A D E A x2


Chorus:
D         A       E          A
Funny how fallin? feels like flyin?
D          
 For a little while
D         A       E          A
Funny how fallin? feels like flyin?
D                    E
 For a little while

      A
I was goin? where I shouldn?t go
D
Seein? who I shouldn?t see
E
Doin? what I shouldn?t do
    A
And bein? who I shouldn?t be

Fallin' And Flyin'

B  B  E  F# E (2x)

B
Situation Number one
B
Its the one that's just begun
    E                 F#   E
But evidently its too late
B
Situation Number two
B
Its the only chance for you
     E                         F#   E
It's controlled by denizens of hate
B
Situation Number three
B
It's the one that no one sees
E                          F#   E
All too often dismissed as fate
B
Situation Number four
B
The one that left you wanting more
E                       F#   E
Tantalized you with its bait

B  B  E  F# E (2x)

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