The two musicians formed the Long Beach Dub Allstars with Opie Ortiz (the artist who created most of Sublime's tattoos and several of their album covers)on vocals, guitarist RAS-1 and Miguel, saxophonists Todd Foreman and Tim Wu, Jack Maness and Isaiah Owens on keyboards, and finally DJ Marshall Goodman.
After releasing some singles and compilations, they released their debute album "Right Back" on DreamWorks in 1999. In 2001 they released "Wonders of the World" once again on DreamWorks.
Long Beach Shortbus was formed after the Long Beach Dub Allstars disbanded in 2003 by the two founding members from Long Beach Dub Allstars Eric Wilson and RAS-1.
Rolled Up
Long Beach Dub All Stars Lyrics
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Rolled up
Rolled up again
Rolled up
Right in front of my friends
I was rockin' like a star
And now I'm sitting in this smoky cell
Closed down all the bars
Sad but true
Please Please
Come get me out of jail
You're my only friend
Who's got something to live
That I know
Post my bail
Cheese sandwich, Orange Juice
I've even had to fight to keep my shoes
I don't got no phone or credit cards to use
And it's late at night and this calling card's gonna have to do
Sad but true
Come get me out of jail
'cause I need you
Please Please
You're my only friend
That I know
Who's got something to live
Post my bail
And if pull it, that's the place, that's the world
Have you ever had a brother man but not of control
Ever had a brother man but not of control
One take the lord, send your deepest regards
Get gaserated and the cell smells like beer
Last thing I remember, I heard the last call
Try to wake someone up and get the hell out of here
(Aww man I better get out of here)
My pocket's controlled by alcohol
And Lita is my angel
Been once been once that boat bad
Cheri's down, bail you out
She's gonna need no id
I've been floating on the sea
Nooo no
You better not mess 'em around
Sad but true
Well I got caught with 10 pounds
'cause I need you
Come get me out of jail
Please Please
You're my only friend
That I know
Who's got something to live
Post my bail
Rolled up
The song "Rolled Up" by Long Beach Dub All Stars is a lament of a person who is sitting in jail and longing for their friend to post bail and get them out. The repetitive chorus, "Rolled up, Rolled up again", is a reference to the act of rolling up a joint, indicating that the person may have been arrested for drug possession. The lyrics also suggest that the person may have been out with friends, partying and enjoying themselves before getting arrested. However, now they find themselves alone in a smoky cell, feeling hopeless and helpless.
The song emphasizes the importance of friendship and support in difficult times. The person calls their friend their "only friend" who's "got something to live", indicating that their friendship is crucial to their wellbeing. The chorus "Please Please, Come get me out of jail" portrays the desperation and vulnerability of the person, who's counting on their friend to bail them out.
The lyrics also paint a picture of the grim reality of being in jail - from the "cheese sandwich, Orange Juice" and fighting to keep their shoes, to the lack of communication with the outside world due to the absence of a phone or credit cards. The person's memory of the night is hazy, and the song suggests that they may have been under the influence of alcohol or drugs when they got arrested.
Line by Line Meaning
Uh
Expressing uncertainty or hesitation
Rolled up
Having smoked marijuana
Rolled up again
Smoking marijuana again
Rolled up
Smoked marijuana
Right in front of my friends
In the presence of my peers
I was rockin' like a star
Felt confident and in control
And now I'm sitting in this smoky cell
Currently detained in a jail cell
Closed down all the bars
No access to alcohol or nightlife
'cause I need you
Reaching out for help and support
Sad but true
A disappointing reality
Please Please
Pleading for assistance
Come get me out of jail
Asking to be bailed out of incarceration
You're my only friend
Feeling alone and dependent on another person
Who's got something to live
Having a purpose or reason to continue life
That I know
Referring to a specific person
Post my bail
Secure my release from jail
Cheese sandwich, Orange Juice
Typical jail food and drink
I've even had to fight to keep my shoes
Struggling to retain personal possessions
I don't got no phone or credit cards to use
Lacking resources and means of communication
And it's late at night and this calling card's gonna have to do
Limited to using a payphone and calling card for communication
And if pull it, that's the place, that's the world
If provoked, violence may occur in any location
Have you ever had a brother man but not of control
Experiencing a situation where a friend is acting recklessly
Ever had a brother man but not of control
Reiterating the previous line
One take the lord, send your deepest regards
Requesting a prayer for guidance and support
Get gaserated and the cell smells like beer
Inebriated and surrounded by the scent of alcohol
Last thing I remember, I heard the last call
Recalling the final announcement in a bar or nightclub
Try to wake someone up and get the hell out of here
Attempting to rouse a fellow inmate and leave the cell
(Aww man I better get out of here)
Expressing a sense of urgency or anxiety
My pocket's controlled by alcohol
Being beholden to the effects of alcohol
And Lita is my angel
Referring to a person who offers help and guidance
Been once been once that boat bad
Having previously experienced difficult circumstances
Cheri's down, bail you out
Referring to a person who is willing to assist with posting bail
She's gonna need no id
Stating that identification is not necessary for posting bail
I've been floating on the sea
Experiencing a sense of uncertainty or instability
Nooo no
Expressing dissent or disapproval
You better not mess 'em around
Warning against provoking or mistreating others
Well I got caught with 10 pounds
Being apprehended for drug possession
Lyrics © THE BEST MUSIC COMPANY, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MARSHALL GOODMAN, ERIC WILSON, RICHARD SMITH, MICHAEL HAPPOLDT
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