(intro) Stolen from an Africa land, chased out with a knife with a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike Oh well the bars are always open, and the time is always right and if god's good word goes unspoken the music goes all night and it goes.. If i was Bob Marley I said could you be loved? and if I was half pint I'd whoop my lord up above if I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight if I was a boomtown rat i would be stayin' up all night if I was the King Ad Rock I would get stoopid dumb and if rhymes were valiums I'd be comfortably numb...but numb If I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do? I'd point that shit straight at the sky and shoot heaven on down for you Because the bars are always open and the time is always right and if god's good work goes unspoken the music goes all night, and it goes