lp- Ode to Sublime

I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break and I’ve gotta live it up

Because life is to short to let my worries guide me

So yeah, I’ll take another drink.

Yeah, I’ll smoke another joint.

Who are you to tell me how to live my life?

What I really wanna say, is I’ve got mine.

And I’ll make it, I’m coming up.

I just wish people would focus more on their own problems and less on mine.

If they know what is good for them they best go run and hide

Because I’ll turn it right back around on them.

Believe that I’ve got something for his punk-ass.

Ain’t got no money to spend, I wish this night would never end.

Words given to me freely but not fully understood

Not until I learned what a party was.

A place where people go to escape from their lives.

Dancing, singing, drinking, smoking, laughing, spinning, drinking, reeling.

And if god’s good word goes unspoken the music goes all night

Because the bars are always open.

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