From:
Get Ready
Sublime Song Lyrics
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.
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
I want to know know right now
Is there one of you in the crowd
Are you gonna call 911?
And spoil all of my fun
You craa-zy fools.
I'm in the mood
Get ready
I'm in the mood
Come on now. Yeah
I'm in the mood
Are you ready?
I'm in the mood
Come on now, yeah
Come on.
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.
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
And let one slip
Into these cra-zy fools
I'm in the mood
Get ready
I'm in the mood
Come on now. Yeah
I'm in the mood
Are you ready?
I'm in the mood
Come on now, yeah.
And in the evening when we try to jam
We like the music loud in this here band
Oh, I wanna know now
I want to know know right now are you willing, are you willin' and able
Oh, got the cra-zy fool.
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.
But, I'm in the mood
Get ready
I'm in the mood
Come on now. Yeah
I'm in the mood
Are you ready?
I'm in the mood
Come on now, yeah
I'm in the mood
Get ready
I'm in the mood
Come on now. Uh!
chupamela hellboy
Translate to:
Get Ready
Sublime Song Lyrics
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.
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
I want to know know right now
Is there one of you in the crowd
Are you gonna call 911?
And spoil all of my fun
You craa-zy fools.
I'm in the mood
Get ready
I'm in the mood
Come on now. Yeah
I'm in the mood
Are you ready?
I'm in the mood
Come on now, yeah
Come on.
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.
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
And let one slip
Into these cra-zy fools
I'm in the mood
Get ready
I'm in the mood
Come on now. Yeah
I'm in the mood
Are you ready?
I'm in the mood
Come on now, yeah.
And in the evening when we try to jam
We like the music loud in this here band
Oh, I wanna know now
I want to know know right now are you willing, are you willin' and able
Oh, got the cra-zy fool.
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.
But, I'm in the mood
Get ready
I'm in the mood
Come on now. Yeah
I'm in the mood
Are you ready?
I'm in the mood
Come on now, yeah
I'm in the mood
Get ready
I'm in the mood
Come on now. Uh!
chupamela hellboy