(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