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Jane's Addiction - Ritual de lo Habitual Album Lyrics



Jane's Addiction - Ritual de lo Habitual Lyrics






Stop!

Save the complaints for a party conversation.
The world is loaded, it's lit to pop and nobody is gonna stop...
No one... No one! No way! Gonna stop, now; go!
Farm people, book wavers, soul savers, love preachers!
Lit to pop and nobody is gonna stop.
One come a day, the water will run,
No man will stand for things that he had done...
Hurrah!
And the water will run...
One come a day, the water will run,
No man will stand for things that he had done...
Hurrah!
And the water will run...
Will Run!
Will Run!
Gimmie that!
Gimmie that -- your automobile, turn off that smokestack and
That goddamn radio - hum... along with me...
Hum along with the t.v. A-a-a-a-m-m-m-m-m-m.
No one's-gonna-stop.
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Writer: David Navarro, Eirc Adam Avery, Lou Reed, Perry Farrell, Steven Perkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group






No Ones Leaving

I'm a white dread-I'm a white dread, so?
I'm a got a ring and I hang it from my nose.
Got a little game and I take it to the park.
I don't care who plays
As long as the game is on.

My sister and her boyfriend slept in the park.
She had to leave home 'cause he was dark.
Now they parade around in New York with a baby boy...
He's gorgeous!
Ain't nobody leaving!

No one's leaving...

Blacks call each other brother and sis'
Count me in 'cause I been missed.
I've seen color changed by a kiss.
Ask my brother
And my sister.

My sister and her boyfriend slept in the park.
She had to leave home 'cause he was dark.
Now they parade around in New York with a baby boy...
He's gorgeous!
Ain't nobody leaving!

No one's leaving!

Yeah, that's right...
Yeah, that's so...

Wish I knew everyone's nickname,
all their slang and all their sayings.
Every way to show affection,
How to dress to fit the occasion...

Wish we all waved...
All waved...
All waved...
I wish we all!
Wish we all!
Wish we all waved...

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Writer: PERRY FARRELL, DAVID MICHAEL NAVARRO, STEPHEN ANDREW PERKINS, ERIC ADAM AVERY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group






Aint No Right

I am skin and bones, I am pointy nose
But it motherf*ckin' makes me try
Makes me try, and that ain't wrong
I'll tell you why. . .There ain't no right!
Ain't no wrong now, ain't no right
Ain't no wrong now, ain't no right
Only pleasure and pain
Motherf*ckin' bad wind came, blew down my home
Now the green grass grows
Bad wind came, blew down my home
Goddamn goodness knows!
Where the green grass grows there can't be wrong
And goodness knows, there ain't no right!
Ain't no wrong now, ain't no right
Ain't no wrong now, ain't no right
Only pleasure and pain
Bumped my head, I'm a battering ram
Doddamn took the pain
Cut myself, said "So what?"
Mother f*ckin' took the pain
Said "So what?," I can't be wrong
I thought so but there ain't no right!
Ain't no wrong now, ain't no right
Only pleasure and pain
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Writer: PERRY FARRELL, DAVID MICHAEL NAVARRO, STEPHEN ANDREW PERKINS, ERIC ADAM AVERY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group






Obvious

Hey, you don't know me!
You don't know me
But you just keep on looking at me down low.
Oh no!

Digging something up...
Digging something up...
Always digging something up...
Oh no!

Hey you! I don't know you.
I don't even want to,
But you just keep looking at me down low.
Oh no!

Digging something up...
Digging something up...
Always digging something up...
Oh no!

And you make it so...
Make it so obvious...
Hey you! Fools don't fit in
The boots that I tread in,
But you just keep on looking at me down low.
Oh no!

Digging something up...
Digging something up...
Always digging something up...
Oh no!

And you make it so...
But do you get it?
Make it so...
You never get it.
You got to owe me something
Before you know what is joke and what is up.
I worked my fingers to the bone
And I won't let you stop me going up.

Why do you have to make it
So-so-so-so-so obvious
Oh no... Oh no... Oh no... Oh no...

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Writer: PERRY FARRELL, DAVID MICHAEL NAVARRO, STEPHEN ANDREW PERKINS, ERIC ADAM AVERY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Been Caught Stealing

I've been caught stealing;
once when I was 5...
I enjoy stealing.
It's just as simple as that.
Well, it's just a simple fact.
When I want something,
I don't want to pay for it.

I walk right through the door.
Walk right through the door.
Hey all right! If I get by, it's mine.
Mine all mine!

My girl, she's one too.
She'll go and get her a shirt.
Stick it under her skirt.
She grabbed a razor for me.
And she did it just like that.
When she wants something,
She don't want to pay for it.

She walk right through the door.
Walk right through the door.
Hey all right! If I get by, it's mine.
Mine all mine!

We sat around the pile.
We sat and laughed.
We sat and laughed and
Waved it into the air!
And we did it just like that.
When we want something,
We don't want to pay for it.

We walk right through the door.
Walk right through the door.
Hey, all right! If I get by, it's mine,
Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine...

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Writer: DAVID NAVARRO, ERIC ADAM AVERY, LOU REED, PERRY FARRELL, STEPHEN PERKINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Three Days

Three days was the morning.
My focus three days old.
My head, it landed
To the sounds of cricket bows...

I am proud man anyway...
Covered now by three days...

Three ways was the morning.
Three lovers, in three ways.
We knew when she landed,
Three days she'd stay.

I am a proud man anyway...
Covered now by three days...

We saw shadows of the morning light
the shadows of the evening sun
till the shadows and the light were one.

Shadows of the morning light
the shadows of the evening sun
till the shadows and the light were one...

True hunting is over.
No herds to follow.
Without game, men prey on each other.
The family weakens by the bite we swallow...

True leaders gone,
Of land and people.
We choose no kin but adopted strangers.
The family weakens by the length we travel...

All of us with wings...
All of us with wings...
All of us with wings!
All of us with wings!
All of us with wings!
All of us with wings!

Erotic Jesus lays with his Marys.
Loves his Marys.
Bits of puzzle,
Fitting each other.

All now with wings!

Oh my Marys!
Never wonder...
Night is shelter
For nudity's shiver...

All now with wings...

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Writer: DAVID MICHAEL NAVARRO, ERIC ADAM AVERY, PERRY FARRELL, STEPHEN ANDREW PERKINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Then She Did...

Now her paints are dry...
And I looked outside...
At the corner boys...

Ayh, oh, where did you go?
I don't know.

I went to see your pictures...
I spread them across the floor...
So this is where they are shown...
Now they're probably saying to you,
If you keep it up you'll be born.

But you won't ever listen,
I'll bet...

Burnt out, grass scorched by the sun.
The buildings remain.

We will beat them all to dust,
I'll bet...

Pulled from a headless shell
That blinked on and off, Hotel.
Now the nameless dwell.

They hold your key and turn your knob,
I'll bet...

Will you say hello to my ma?
Will you pay a visit to her?
She was an artist, just as you were.
I'd have introduced you to her.

She would take me out on Sundays.
We'd go laughing through the garbage.
She repaired legs like a doctor
On the kitchen chairs we sat on.

She was unhappy, just as you were.
Unhappy, just as you were.
Unhappy, just as you were.
Unhappy, just as you were...

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Writer: PERRY FARRELL, DAVID MICHAEL NAVARRO, STEPHEN ANDREW PERKINS, ERIC ADAM AVERY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group






Of Course

Of course this land is dangerous!
All of the animals
Are capably murderous.

When I was a boy,
My big brother held on to my hands,
Then he made me slap my own face.
I looked up to him then, and still do.
He was trying to teach me something.
Now I know what it was!
Now I know what he meant!
Now I know how it is!

One must eat the other
Who runs free before him.
Put them right into his mouth
While fantasizing the beauty of his movements.
A sensation not unlike
Slapping yourself in the face...
Slapping yourself in the face...
Slapping yourself in the face...

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Writer: Eric Adam Avery, Perry Farrell, David Navarro, Stephen Perkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Classic Girl

4:05
In my neighborhood,
When shots go off,
No one bothers.
A POP, and a reply POP, and no reply...

Dinosaurs on the quilt I wore
With a girl.
Such a classic girl...
Such a classic girl...
Such a classic girl,

Gives her man great ideas.
Hears you tell your friends,
Hey man, listen to my great idea!
It's true I am a villain
When you fall ill,
that's probably because

Men never can be.
Not like a girl.
A classic girl...
Such a classic girl...

They may say, Those were the days...,
But in a way,
You know for us these are the days.
Yes, for us these are the days,

And you know you're my girl!
Such a classic girl...
Such a classic girl...

Yeah for us these are the days...

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Writer: ERIC ADAM AVERY, PERRY FARRELL, DAVID NAVARRO, STEPHEN PERKINS, LOU REED
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group








Ritual de lo Habitual (Spanish for "Ritual of the Usual") is the second studio album by American rock band Jane's Addiction, released on August 21, 1990, by Warner Bros. Records. Co-produced by Dave Jerden, it was the band's final studio album before their initial break-up in 1991. Singles from Ritual de lo Habitual include "Been Caught Stealing" and "Stop!". Ritual de lo Habitual is certified 2× Platinum in the U.S.

In 1990, one month after its release, the album had sold 500,000 units.
Performed By: Jane's Addiction
Genre(s): Alternative rock, alternative metal, funk metal, hard rock
Producer(s): Dave Jerden, Perry Farrell
Length: 51:30
Released: August 21st, 1990
Year: 1990

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