Why don't you come to my room
Had enough of being f___ed by business
Ain't enough to fund my habits
Looks like alcohol so grab it

Had enough of being uncool
Loosen up like all the folks do
Like a lumberjack in my eyes
Have a bottle or two tonight

And oh, oh, be a dreadlock of the suburbs
And oh, oh, be a dreadlock of the suburbs

Some peyote and ferascas
And a new Havana philosophy
I don't know too much about him
He knows how to make it never-ending

With a stash that's supremo
He's got any colors going
I took out an ad in High Times
Got to keep up with the new world

Because oh, oh, I'm a dreadlock of the suburbs
And oh, oh, I'm a dreadlock of the suburbs
And oh, oh, I'm a dreadlock of the suburbs
Because oh, oh, I'm a Rastafarian

Forget your social status
Listen up misfit
We can be so high
Where you can't say a word
Because we're so cool, we're someone

Okay, there it is, listen up

Looking through all my pictures
Especially in the South
Got a stake in the promised land
Until my Daddy strikes the gold

And oh, oh, be a dreadlock of the suburbs
And oh, oh, be a dreadlock of the suburbs
And oh, oh, time for the dreadlocks of the suburbs
'Cause oh, oh, I want to hold you right now

The more things change, the more they stay the same [x4]

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