Roots Of Creation

Sublime

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"Roots of Creation" - Sublime From the album "Jah Won’t Pay the Bills" (1991) #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# [Intro]   One two three four! [Verse 1]   Pull up your honey if ya got a pussy And shake your ass like your ready for sing Wear something more higher something more low When me ready limbo then follow me go like a... [Chorus]   Roots of creation I am living in a boring nation [Verse 2] I put up my hands and I look at my feet   The reggae music make me sound so sweet ’Cause we play it morning evening night and in all of the day It’s the sweet kinda music makes me feel okay [Chorus]   The roots of creation Say I am living in a plastic nation [Verse 3] I pull off my hat my coat is so wide   Sometimes sometimes I feel so high But  all the time I feel irie   I feel irie when I’m down with the scene called... [Chorus]   "The Roots of Creation" I am living in a plastic nation   Oh yeah ha ha ha ha One more time! [Verse 4] Well pull up your honey like you got limbo Well put up your fingers like you’re ready to go Give me give me something high And give me something slow Give me something I can use Give me something I can know Is the body and the mind One part a soul or two? I feel a different person to be a different place I’m living in a different place sometimes I feel although it’s fine   Pull up your style make ya sound so fine With a... Pull up hands with me [Chorus]   Roots of creation I am living in a boring nation [Verse 5] Right a pull up sound With Mike Happoldt at my left I got Eric at my right We rock the reggae music every day and night We rock the reggae music see it’s right on time But you’re down with the music that we call Sublime   I’m living in a different nation [Bridge] Reggae style again! [Verse 6] I could’ve a found my way to the back Gonna win me back me no feel a pop When me down said it feels so right We rock the music late at night   With a guitar pick in my hand   With a mouth to make me a man   Me have a little girl like this called the... [Chorus]   Roots of creation I am living in a plastic nation [Verse 7] I pull up my hand left pocket   Do the music make me say me feel it? Read me all my rights say me know me are wrong Me am a white boy but me sing the reggae song called... [Chorus]   "Roots of Creation" I am living in a plastic nation [Verse 8] My hands are high My ink is dry My love for you it will-a never die Say me love you ’til me will testify Me love the music make me feel so high [Chorus] The song called "Roots of Creation" I am living in a plastic nation   Oh in a plastic nation Such a boring station A boring...   One more time! [Verse 9]   Pull up your honey if you got limbo Pull it up man get faster I don’t want it to be slow I want to make it sound right I want to make it sound tough Give me kind of music make you rock all night [Chorus] Like a roots of creation I am living in a boring nation [Verse 10] So cheer up my life Cheer up my life Take out the trouble Take out take out the strife Give me some the music make it sound so nice Give me kinda music make we want to sing the song twice [Chorus] Like roots of creation I am living in a plastic nation [Verse 11] I pull up my hand My seat is wobbly   Pull up your hand and it sounds like this ’Cause I like my beer dry Drink the gin and the gin Like the kinda drink ya can hope make me sick Me don’t feel no dice but likewise Make me drink a gin like one twice I only make me feel so sadder aya

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La chanson évoque un désir d’évasion et de liberté au sein d'une société que l'auteur perçoit comme ennuyeuse et superficielle. L'artiste célèbre la musique reggae comme un moyen de se sentir vivant, de se connecter à quelque chose de plus profond et d'authentique. On y ressent une invitation à danser et à se libérer des contraintes quotidiennes, tout en affirmant une identité unique. Le morceau, issu d'un album de 1991, est ancré dans une époque où la culture reggae commençait à s'intégrer dans la musique alternative américaine, représentant à la fois une critique et un hommage à ce style musical, porteur de messages de paix et d'unité.