Raleigh Soliloquy (I)
Sublime · Robbin' The Hood [1994]
once with a filtering system of God. We're the psycho-semantic police,
you can't even see us. How in the fuck can you do anything about it?
We're pure intelligence, your not. Your biological product of a
cosmological universe. Your molecular matter, I constructed you, fuck you.
I made you up, you didn't make me up, you got it backwards. You know who
you are? Your fuckin' semantic blockage, that's what made you up. You're
a fuckin' programmer named Christine Gontara.
You fucked up.
She sucked my cock, fell in love, and she was locked in. She's gonna get her second
chance to suck my cock again. If she turns me down, she's gonna go
straight to hell, she won't pass go, she'll never fuckin' win.
She's the cunt that thought she was God, but that's OK, I don't give a shit.
As long as she sucks me off when I tell her. 'Cause she's my zombie.
I captured that mother fucker, and she's my cassette. I want that cock
sucker to send me at least fifty-thousand fuckin' dollars.
If she can't do it I'll try ten. If she can't do that, I'll try five, but that's it.
If you got a dowry of five thousand dollars, come out here and suck me
off, do what I tell you from now on, then you can join me for eternal time.
Raleigh Soliloquy (I)
Sublime's "Raleigh Soliloquy (I)" stands as a poignant centerpiece on their 1994 album *Robbin' The Hood*, capturing the band's signature blend of ska, punk, and reggae. The track features bassist and primary songwriter Bradley Nowell delivering a raw, introspective vocal performance that reflects the personal turmoil and Southern California atmosphere of the early 1990s. Unlike many of the group's upbeat hits, this recording delves into a more somber mood, showcasing Nowell's lyrical depth and the band's ability to shift genres seamlessly. Released during a pivotal era for the group, the song remains a defining example of their musical evolution, highlighting the emotional vulnerability beneath their energetic sound.