Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Rub a Dub’ by 311. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 311 or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Oh, what else can I do, oh, what else can I do
Oh, face in a screw oh, racing to prove
You never remember the blossom sender
Still in a rub a dub style
Long time you don’t know what I’m doing whoa
Long time see troubles are brewing yeah
Slick to the way you rock it and know that
You’ll cope with that
Not gonna let it sit ’til I say, “how dope was that”
Keep your head pumping ’til you get in the zone
Not giving up not going home
Stick to the way you rock it just do it real slow
Nobody can really say ’cause nobody really know
Only thing that matters if it’s funky to you
You got a choice of what you can do so
Oh, what else can I do, oh, what else can I do
Oh, face in a screw oh, racing to prove
You never remember the blossom sender
Still in a rub a dub style
Stick to the way you rock it just do it real slow
Nobody can really say ’cause nobody really know
Only thing that matters if it’s funky to you
You got a choice of what you can do