Showing posts with label Sublime. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sublime. Show all posts

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Sublime - Live At The House Of Blues House (4/5/1996)





1. "Greatest Hits"
2. "All You Need"
3. "Get Ready"
4. "Pawn Shop"
5. "Wrong Way"
6. "Work That We Do"
7. "Saw Red"
8. "Minor Threat" (Minor Threat cover)
9. "Same in the End"
10. "Seed"
11. "Don't Push"
12. "Garden Grove"
13. "Right Back"
14. "New Thrash"
15. "KRS-One"
16. "Myage" (Descendents cover)
17. "Badfish"
18. "Scarlet Begonias" (Grateful Dead cover)
19. "Warning Sign" (Born Jamericans cover)
20. "I Love My Dog"
21. "Falling Idols"
22. "The Ballad of Johnny Butt"
23. "40 Oz. to Freedom"
24. "Smoke Two Joints" (The Toyes cover)
25. "STP"
26. "We're Only Gonna Die" (Bad Religion cover)
27. "Let's Go Get Stoned"
28. "Hope"
29. "Jailhouse"
30 "5446 That's My Number / Ball and Chain"
31. "Date Rape"

Sublime - Pool Shark (Live @ Warped Tour, Camden, NJ, 8/17/95)



Friday, May 3, 2013

Monday, November 28, 2011

Sublime - Get Out!

Version from the first pressing of the album, forced to be removed because it used an uncleared Led Zeppelin sample (probably amongst other samples as well).

Friday, October 15, 2010

Scarlet Begonias

"Scarlet Begonias" is a song written by the Grateful Dead. Here's a live version performed by them:



And here's a live version performed by Sublime:

Friday, October 31, 2008

Sublime - New Song




I heard that payback's a mother fuckin' bitch
But I won't stress and I won't switch
And I would not take my life
Glory please, my God, the only thing on my mind
Takes up all of my time
And I said, ooh!

Running from a gun
Or some brain that weighs a ton
And my God, it hurts to get so low
Searchin' through the cars
Cold, still searchin' through the night
I think I will run, to you
But I refuse to fuss and fight

And God may find a reason
Well I'm sure you'll find a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
He who stands for freedom
God knows I've got the number
But maybe I just use too much

I was sitting in that bar
I'm sittin' in that stolen car
Cold, still rollin' down the boulevard
Saw you with a gleam
And the microphone scene
Think I will run, to you
But I know I won't live for me
Cause I know God's got both
The reason and the rhyme
Please tell me, why he takes up all my time
I've been drinking, just like you
And baby, you've got something I can use

Payback's a mother fuckin' blast
But I won't stress and I won't blast
And I would not take my life
Glory please, my God, comin' from heaven above
Takes up all of my time
And I said

'Why must I feel like that'

Running from a gun
And some brain that weighs a ton
You know, I did that line for Flava' Flav
But, all the DJ's do it
All the DJ's use it
I would run, I would switch
But I wanna be the same
And I know I'll find a reason
'Cause I always bust a rhyme
Because it takes up nearly all my time
The "T" here stands for treason
The "D" hear stands for dove
And maybe I just use too much
Maybe I'm just used too much

Monday, April 14, 2008

Sublime - April 26, 1992

The video's hot (wink, wink) but the song is bloody, fucking amazing.




Lyrics:

[I don't know if you can, but can you get an order for Ons, that's O-N-S, Junior Market, the address is 1934 East Anaheim, all the windows are busted out, and it's like a free-for-all in here and uh the owner should at least come down here and see if he can secure his business, if he wants to...]

April 26th, 1992
There was a riot on the streets
Tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your TV
While I was participating in some anarchy
First spot we hit it was my liquor store
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashin', time to retire
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire
Next stop we hit, it was the music shop,
It only took one brick to make that window drop
Finally we got our own P.A.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today?
(Homicide, never doin' no time)

When we returned to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my livin' room's been much more comfortable
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here
It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every year
Some kids went in a store with their mother
I saw her when she came out she was gettin' some Pampers
They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the mexican
And not for the white man
But if you look at the streets, it wasn't about Rodney King
It's this f*cked-up situation and these f*cked-up police
It's about comin' up and stayin' on top
And screamin' 187 on a motherfuckin' cop
It's not in the paper, it's on the wall
National guard
Smoke from all around


[Units be advised of an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8 Temple, many subjects with bats trying to get inside the CB's house...they're trying to kill him]
(As long as im alive ima' live illegal)

Let it burn
Wanna let it burn, wanna let it burn
Wanna wanna let it burn
(I feel insane)
Riots on the streets of Miami
Whoa, riots on the streets of Chicago
On the streets of Long Beach
In San Francisco
Riots on the streets of Kansas City
Tuscaloosa, Alabama
Cleveland, Ohio
Fountain Valley, Paramount, Victorville
Eugene, Oregon
Eureka, California
Hesperia
Santa Barbara
motherfuckin' Nevada
San Diego
Lakeland, Florida
fuckin' 29 Palms


[Need a unit to... structure fire and numerous subjects looting] [10-15 to get rid of this looter]

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Sublime - Saw Red




Lyrics -

(Gwen)
Every day I love him a little bit more,
a litle bit more, a little bit more.
Every day I love him just a little bit more,
and he loves me the same.
(Brad)
Every day I love her a little bit more,
a little bit more, a little bit more,
Every day I love her just a little bit more,
and she loves me the same.
(both)
Baby if ya wanna get on, baby if ya wanna get off.
It makes no sense at all, I saw red. I saw red. I saw red.
One more secret lover that I shot dead.
(Brad)
Every day I wake up, just a little bit more,
feelin' like a dog in the yard because it's just how we are.
(Gwen)
And every day I wonder if it's over,
when I wake up I realize no it isn't, and break down the wall.
(Brad)
You say it's black but I just can't believe you.
(Gwen)
And if I say it's white say I'm just trying to deceive you.
(Brad)
And baby, I'm aware of the high and the low,
and I'll be waiting in the middle, but I just lack control.
(both)
Baby if ya wanna get low, baby if ya wanna get high.
It makes no sense at all, I saw red. I saw red.
One more secret lover that I shot dead.
(Brad)
Girls don't go crazy, girls don't go crazy, oh girls don't crazy when
the
men use you.
(Gwen)
Women hold your men tight, if it makes you feel alright,
It's your own life.


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Here's another clip of them doing a live rendition...because it's that fucking awesome: