A Soundtrack for my Life

Sublime was an American ska-punk band that originated in Long Beach, California. Sublime consisted of three members: Bradley Nowell (vocals and guitar), Bud Gaugh (drums), and Eric Wilson (bass guitar). Former members include Joe Gomez (drums) and Michael Happoldt for a very short time (guitar). The band achieved major mainstream success with their self-titled third album; however, Nowell died of a heroin overdose in his hotel room on the west side of San Francisco shortly before it was released, resulting in the band’s split in 1996.

What I Got

“What I Got” is a song from Sublime’s eponymous third album and was the band’s biggest radio hit, posthumously after singer Bradley Nowell’s 1996 heroin overdose. This song was one of the most popular songs of 1997 and is still played on radio today. At the time of its release, it reached the #1 spot on the Modern Rock Tracks chart.

Early in the morning, risin’ to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money’s all gone
I got a dalmation, and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot

Well, life is (too short), so love the one you got
‘Cause you might get runover or you might get shot
Never start no static I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example, take a tip from me
Take all of your money, give it all to charity
Love is what I got
It’s within my reach
And the Sublime style’s still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you, you’ll finally get what you deserve
Try and test that you’re bound to get served
Love’s what I got
Don’t start a riot
You’ll feel it when the dance gets hot

Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got

(That’s) why I don’t cry when my dog runs away
I don’t get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don’t get angry when my Mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuckin’ and fightin’, it’s all the same
Livin’ with Louie dog’s the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin’, let the lovin’ come back to me
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I got I got I got

Santeria

�is a song on Sublime’s third album. The song evolved out of a short instrumental on Robbin’ the Hood called “Lincoln Highway Dub,” which contained the song’s eventual bassline and a pre-rhythm guitar riff. Other than the opening line, “I don’t practice Santer�a,” the song has little to do with the Caribbean religion. Rather, the song is a narrative of a jealous ex-boyfriend attempting to reclaim his girlfriend from a man he refers to as “Sancho.” In Mexico, a man who steals another man’s girlfriend (”heina”) or wife is often referred to as “el Sancho,” which may be why the name “Sancho” was chosen as the antagonist in this Sublime song.

A music video was filmed in 1997 after the death of lead singer Bradley Nowell, who makes a cameo via stock footage. The video was a visualization of the story told in the song in the form of a Western, and featured Tom Lister, Jr. as Sancho.

I don’t practice santeria
I aint 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 and I’d slap her down.

What I really wanna know,
my baby, what I really want to say I can’t define.
Well it’s love,
that I need, oh ,
but my soul will have to,
wait till I get back find heina of my own.
Daddy’s gonna love one and all.

I feel the break,
feel the break,
feel the break and I got live it out,
oh, yea huh, well I swear that I.
What I really wanna know, my baby,
what I really want to say I can’t define.
fuck love make it go,
my soul will have to…

ohhh What I really wanna say,
my baby,
What I really wanna say is I’ve got mine.
and I’ll make it, Yes, I’m comin’ up.

Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide.
Daddy’s got a new .45.
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, my baby,
oh what I really wanna say is there’s just one,
way back,
and I’ll make it, yea,
but my soul will have to wait.
yea, yea, yea
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