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Sublime - April 29th, 1992 (Leary) Lyrics

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TitleApril 29th, 1992 (Leary)
ArtistSublime
AlbumSecond Hand Smoke (1997) , Track 14
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Officer:
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 Aneheim, 
all the windows are busted out, 
and it's like a free-for-all in here and
 uh the owner should be able come down here 
and see if he can secure his business, if he wants to...

April 29th, 1992 
There was a riot on the streets 
Tell me where were you? 
You were sittin' home watchin' your TV 
While I was paticipating in some anarchy 
First spot we hit it was my liqour store 
I found out they 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 the window drop 
Finally we got our own P.A. 
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today? 

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 her 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 
But not for the white man 
But if you look at the streets, it wasn't about Rodney King 
It's bout this fucked-up situations and these fucked-up police 
It's about comin' up and stayin' on top 
And screamin' 187 on a mother fuckin' cop 
It's aint on the paper, it's on the wall 
National guard 
Smoke from all around 

[Any unit, any unit...] 
(Homicide, never doing no time) 

Let it burn, wanna let it burn, wanna let burn wanna wanna let it burn. 
Riots on the streets of Miami. oh riots on the streets of Chicago, 
oh on the streets of Long Beach. in San Francisco. 
riots on the streets of Kansas City. 
oh Tuscaloosa, Alabama; Cleveland, Ohio. 
Fountain Valley; Paramount; Victorville; Eugene, Oregon;
Eureka, California; Esperea; Santa Barbara; Neveda; 
San Diego; Lake Wood Florida. fucking 29 Palms! 

Officer:
[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]
lyrics corrected on 22-02-2007




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