"247-369" lyrics - SUBLIME

[Intro:]
Gotta fucking
Gotta
Gotta face the music, man
Gotta face the music

It's such a bum out and I already know
All my friends are gonna be there, but I do not wanna go
Now it's building, building, building, up in, up in me tonight
So I roll a hundred cigarettes before I go inside
And I take a thousand hits so I don't make it too far
I hear my LBDub CD still playin' in my car
I'm such a bum out, so believe me when I say it
As I fall asleep on the pavement

[Chorus:]
Ooh, you mean nothing to my mind
Huh, 247-369

Sneakin' out late, I am a secret tweaker
If you don't like your old lady, then leave her
Yeah, you should leave her before she leaves ya
You are a bum out and it's nice to meet ya
One brick, two brick, three bricks, fire
Then I hit it with the torch, I dunno why
Just gimme da, gimme da, gimme da, gimme da microphone
And tell your boy to turn that bass up just as loud as it can go

[Chorus:]
Ooh, you mean nothing to my mind
Huh, 247-369
Oh, you mean nothing to my mind
Huh, 247-369

[Bridge:]
Uh, uh, uh, go!
Nothing, ooh, nothing
To my mind, mind, mind, mind, to my mind
Mind, gettin' mine, mine in my mind
Nothing left, nothing left

[Outro:]
Nothing left, nothing left
There's nothing left
There's nothing fucking left, man
Motherfucker
Listen here, Eggs, listen here