Lyrics: Sublime. 40 Oz. To Freedom. Let's Go Get Stoned.

I swear sometimes your taking me for granted
I swear sometime your a whore
I swear but I know there ain't no reason
'Cause everything is such a bore

Last night I had a dream, though it made me sick
Saw you in your bedroom sucking someone elses dick, (MY GOODNESS!)
My friends all laughed, said it was my fault
said it's time that it happened to me
But I know that the show was much more than a low
So I'm waiting for the tide to get low

If I was an ant liven upon the wall
tell me baby would it make any difference at all
If I was a roach on a tree tell me would you smoke me?
Bright lights put me in a trance
But it ain't house music, makes me want to dance. (WORD)
I don't gamble but I bet,
I'm gonna die if I don't get a cigarette
Hold me close I always play the mack
with this monkey on my back.