Jack Johnson Trenchtown Rock
One good thing about music, when it hits you fell no
pain
One good thing about music, when it hits you fell no
pain
So hit me with music, hit me with music
Hit me with music, brutalize me with music now
Trench town rock, i say don't watch that
Trench town rock, big fish or sprat
Trench town rock, you reap what you sow
Trench town rock, i say everyone know
It's just music, it's just music,
It's just music, it's just music,
We took this trip to garden grove
It smelt like lou dog in the van, oh yeah ...
This ain't no reggae party $5 at the door
Get so real sometimes who wrote my rhymes
I got my microwave got my vcr i got the duece duece
In the trunk of my car
Ring the alarm, cause now the sound is dying, whoa oh
...
Ring the alarm, cause now the sound is dying, whoa oh
...
Ring the alarm, cause now the sound is dying, whoa oh
...
Ring the alarm, cause now the sound is ... and now the
sound is
And now the sound is ... and now the sound is ...
What did you, what did you, what did you, what did you
say?
What did you, what did you, what did you, what did you
say?
What did you, what did you, what did you, what did you
say?
What did you, what did you, what did you, what did you
say?
