Santeria Lyrics - Sublime

I don't practice Santeria

I ain't got no crystal ball

Well, I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all.

If I could find that Heina, and that Sancho that she's found.

Well I'd pop a cap in Sancho & I'd slap her down.

What I really wanna know, mah baby, mmmm...

What I really wanna say I can't define.

Well it's love, that I need. Ohh...

My soul will have to, wait till I get back, find a Heina of my own.

Daddy's gonna love one and all.

I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break and I gotta live it up.

Oh, yeah, uh huh.

Well I swear that I.

What I really wanna know, ahh baby.

What I really wanna say I can't define, got love make it go.

My soul will have to...

[Instrumental Break]

Ooooo...

What I really wanna say, mah baby.

What I really wanna say is I've got mine, and I'll make it, oh yes I'm coming up.

Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide.

Daddy's got a new Forty-Five.

And I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down Sancho's throat.

Believe me when I say that I got somethin' for his punk ass.

What I really wanna know, mah baby.

Ooh What I really wanna say is there's just one, way back, and I'll make it, yeah.

My soul will have to wait, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Greatest Hits Lyrics - SUBLIME

Gwarn!
Wake up in the in the mornin' and it's hard to live.
Hard to live, yes it's hard to live
And it will be a long time before that shit starts to give.
And every single day it's getting harder to live.
But I would be up for being down with a ho.
Lord knows that i got mic control, do you got mic control?
Ya no dis this stylee when ours is original.

This man, makin' money how I know, won't be no man of me.
In my bed I watch TV.
I'm drunk by noon, but that's OK.
I'll be President some day.
Light my cigarette, and I think,
Burt Suzanka made me drink.
Load the box and I'll pump that shit.
Got my (It's the Ziggens) greatest hits
Got my (It's the Ziggens) greatest hits

Is this band making money? I don't know.
It's the writing on the wall.
All my friends drink alcohol.
I'm too drunk to light the bong.
I'm too stoned to write this song.
Light my cigarette, and I think,
Burt Suzanka made me drink.
Load the box and I'll pump that shit.