tired of my beeper, tired of my phone
tired of this tired ol´ tie i got on
sick of this traffic jam that i´m in
we all get sick of it all now and then
when i´ve had it up to here
i go down there

to guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love
mangoes and marley, you know, fit me like a glove
sixth gear with nowhere to steer
when enough is enough
it´s guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love

i feel like a fish jerked out of the sea
or a bird in a cage that´s never seen a key
sick of this grind and i think that i ought
to bring this grind to a grinding halt
now i´ve had it up to here
let´s go down there

to guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love
mangoes and marley, you know, fit me like a glove
sixth gear with nowhere to steer
when enough is enough
it´s guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love

now i´ve had it up to here
let´s go down there

to guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love
mangoes and marley, you know, fit me like a glove
sixth gear with nowhere to steer
when enough is enough
it´s guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love