Maybe Partying Will Help…pt. 1 Lyrics

(Yeah)
(Hey, Eric you start it, you start it, do something)
Sublime them cats, they got the dalmation in the van
And, uh, I remember, um
Brad just laying out there in the sun, man
Like [?], just layin' out there like a big uh, sea lion kinda thing, like *roar*
Waitin' to play, and people didn't really know him, they were steppin' over him
And he kept gettin' pulled off the stage by bouncers not believin' he was in the band
And you know, I think they looked at him as kind of a [crafter of a thing?] in a way
Like a part of their identity was, would be tryin' to work these machines
Brad, [?] guitars, whip up it
Yeah, that crew had a great night, they had a great bass with the, with the punk
The kick drum, I
Yeah, they got a good thing goin'
And good listeners, is what I think they were, too
He was dyed with red hair, baby in his arms, [gettin' ready?] down the street
Corn dogs, they were gettin' ready to call the newspapers, and like, the newspapers were like, "Huh? Who? What? Who's that?"
Um, well, I think that the, pretty much the whole album pretty much sums up what we've been shootin' for all along
I think it sucks that it's not on vinyl
Either way back then, you can just tell, that voice, dude, like
There's only one could do it, man