Sublime — Great Stone Live

Under that great stone Got to move Under that great stone Got to move From under the great stone The stone I'm down below From under that great stone Got to remove Sing it again Real, feel real That's how real to me I love them Because them give out the victory Oh, many people doubt it But I can't live without Just because I love it so It's so real to me It soon be done All of my troubles and triumphs When I get over Over on the other side I wanna shake my hand with the elder Tell all the people, "Good morning" Burn my telephone, try less Yes, I will Ain't got no style and ain't got no fashion Elementary Ain't got no style and ain't got no fashion Ain't got that style, ain't got no fashion Ain't got no style ain't got no fashion One thing down with your dread The doctor loved you so well But, now that your dead I love, I love, I love, I love my entertainin' I don't want, I don't want, I don't want, I don't want no excitement I don't want, I don't want, I don't want, I don't want no indictment I don't need, I don't need, I don't need I don't need no disappointment Oh, Lord, God From under that great stone, got to move From under that great stone, got to remove From under the great stone Stone Long time, they come, because you don't feel the come I can see it when you're comin' and gone Long time that you call you but you don't feel the come Are you comin' when your comin' and comin' Whoa, upon the east Whoa, upon the south Whoa, upon the north This is what it's all about Long time, that you call you but you don't feel the come I can see it you comin' in, come So, rasta warn you Night and day, last call Mother that, mother that, mother that Great stone, got to move Mother that great stone, got to remove From under the great stone Stone