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Artist: Sublime
Album: Sublime / second-hand smoke
Song: Garden Grove a.k.a garbage grove
From: Mike Theobald

**normal tuning**

 e|---------------|
 B|---------------|
 G|---------------|
 D|-2h5p4p2-----2-|
 A|---------3h4---|
 E|---------------|
 
 Verse:
 e|-----------------------------------------------------------|
 B|-----------------------------------------------------------|
 G|----------------------------0------------2-----------------|
 D|-------2--2p0---0-----0--0-----2--2------2--2-------0--0---|
 A|-0-----0------------------------------0--------------------|
 E|-------------------3---------------------------3-----------|

 e|-------------------------------------------------------3---|
 B|-------------------------0--------------2---3---0------2---|              
 G|--------2---0-0-0-0----0------------2-----0---2----2-4-----|
 D|---2--2-2-----------0-------0-0--2----2--------------------|
 A|---------------------------------0-------------------------|
 E|-----------------------------------------------------------|
 
 e|-----------------------------5--|
 B|---------------0-----0--0--x-2--|
 G|---4--4b1/4--2----0--0--0--x-2--|
 D|-----------------------------2--|
 A|--------------------------------|
 E|--------------------------------|
 
 The rest of the Verse is (reggae) A , G
 
 Bridge(If you only Knew): 
 e|-5-5--5-5-5--5-x-5--5-5-5-|
 B|-5-5--5--------5------x---|
 G|--------------------------|
 D|--------------------------|
 A|--------------------------|
 E|--------------------------|

 the rest of the song is A, and G chords

Lyrics
We took this trip to garden grove. It smelt like
lou-dog inside the van. oh yea, This ain't no funky
reggae party, $5 at the door. It gets so real
sometimes, who wrote my rhyme? I've got the
microwave, got the vcr. I got the duece duece in the
trunk of my car. oh yea, If you only knew all the
love that I found, It's hard to keep my soul on the
ground. Your a fool; don't fuck around with my dog.
All that I can see I steal. I fill up my garage. cuz
in my mind, music from Jamaica all the love that I
found, pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound.

It's you, it's that shit stuck under my shoe It's that smell
inside the van It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band Getting dog shit on my hands 
Getting hassled by the man Waking up to an alarm Sticking needles
in your arm Picking up trash on the freeway Feeling
depressed every day Leaving without making a sound Pickin up my dog
up at the pound Livin in a tweeker pad Gettin yelled at by my Dad
Saying I'm happy when I'm not Finding roaches in the pot oh, all these
things i do their waiting for you




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