Various Artists - Garden Grove - Camper Van Beethoven Lyrics
We took this trip to garden groveIt smelt like lou-dog in the vanThis ain't no reggae party $5 at the doorGet so real sometimes, who wrote my rhymesI got the microwave got the vcr I got the duece duecein the trunk of my carIf you only knew that all the love that I foundIt's hard to keep my soul on the groundYou're a fool don't you ***** around with my dogAll I can see I steal as I fill up my garageBut my mind music from jamaicaAll the love that I found, pull over there's a reasonwhy my soul is unsoundIt's you it's that shit stuck under my shoeIt's that smell inside the vanIt's my bed sheet covered with sandSitting through a shitty bandGetting hassled by the manWaking up to an alarmSticking needles in your armPicking up trash on the freewayFeeling depressed every dayLeaving without making a soundPickin up my dog at the poundLivin in a tweeker padGetting yelled at by my dadSaying I'm happy when I'm notFinding roaches in the potAll these things I doThey're waiting para tu.