Indeed it may seem that we have strange ways
But we do it with compassion and don't believe in age
Travel round the world gettin naked on the stage
Bustin' people out of their everyday cage
We like to think we make a sad man happy
And we like to make proud our mammy and our pappy
Funky young kings we sing of truth and soul
We're the modern day braves with one strong hold
Through the world of song our boldness is exposed
I'm talkin' 'bout my buddy's funk it up fishbone
Good good time boys make me feel good
Give me good times yea yea yea yea
Our devotion to emotion is more than evident
To the minds that are open it's you we represent
We hope you have enjoyed the time that you have spent
One day the good time boys that might jest be president
Like a pack of mad hatters who come from outer space
Our swinging's gonna shatter every stone cold face
Now you may not know the exact reason why
A band commands attention from the mountains and the sky
Makin' more that money more than money can buy
I stop! And take a listen to the monsters try
Good good time boys make me feel good
Give me good times yea yea yea yea
If you don't believe me you can ask john doe
'Cause his heart is made of glory and his voice is made of gold
He'll tell you in a minute about the men he knows
He'll tell you 'bout the band called fire hose
To those of you who doubt the nature of our spirit
We play it out loud for everyone to hear it
Building up our brains with the supernatural powers
We take it from the trees and the mighty watts towers
Aim the flame of freedom at the lames and sours
We're the best of the west and the west is ours
Good good time boys make me feel good
Give me good times yea yea yea yea
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Mother's Milk Album Lyrics
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Mother's Milk Lyrics
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Higher Ground
People
Keep on learnin'
Soldiers
Keep on warrin'
World,
Keep on turnin'
Cause it won't be too long.
Powers
Keep on lyin',
While your people
Keep on dyin'
World,
Keep on turnin',
Cause it won't be too long.
[Chorus:]
I'm so darn glad He let me try it again,
'Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin.
I'm so glad that I know more than I knew then.
Gonna keep on tryin' till I reach the highest ground.
Teachers,
Keep on teachin'
Preachers,
Keep on preachin',
World, keep on turnin',
'Cause it won't be too long.
Oh, no
Lovers,
Keep on lovin'
While believers
Keep on believin'.
Sleepers,
Just stop sleepin'
'Cause it won't be too long.
Oh, no!
[Chorus]
[Spoken] An' Stevie knows that, uh, no-body's gonna bring me down.
Till I reach the highest ground.
[Spoken] 'cause me 'n' Stevie, see, we're gonna be a sailin' on the funky sound
Till I reach the highest ground.
[Spoken] Bustin' out, an I'll break you out, 'cause I'm sailin' on.
Till I reach the highest ground
[Spoken] Just, uh, sailin' on sailin' on the higher ground
Till I reach the highest ground
Keep on learnin'
Soldiers
Keep on warrin'
World,
Keep on turnin'
Cause it won't be too long.
Powers
Keep on lyin',
While your people
Keep on dyin'
World,
Keep on turnin',
Cause it won't be too long.
[Chorus:]
I'm so darn glad He let me try it again,
'Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin.
I'm so glad that I know more than I knew then.
Gonna keep on tryin' till I reach the highest ground.
Teachers,
Keep on teachin'
Preachers,
Keep on preachin',
World, keep on turnin',
'Cause it won't be too long.
Oh, no
Lovers,
Keep on lovin'
While believers
Keep on believin'.
Sleepers,
Just stop sleepin'
'Cause it won't be too long.
Oh, no!
[Chorus]
[Spoken] An' Stevie knows that, uh, no-body's gonna bring me down.
Till I reach the highest ground.
[Spoken] 'cause me 'n' Stevie, see, we're gonna be a sailin' on the funky sound
Till I reach the highest ground.
[Spoken] Bustin' out, an I'll break you out, 'cause I'm sailin' on.
Till I reach the highest ground
[Spoken] Just, uh, sailin' on sailin' on the higher ground
Till I reach the highest ground
Writer: STEVIE WONDER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Subway To Venus
Step right up and listen please
You're gonna get it with the greatest of ease
Everybody gather round all aboard the underground
You've got to get in before you get out
And gettin' out is what it's gonna be about
If you find that you are blind
Open your bashful mind
Let my band step inside
And take you on a cosmic ride
With honest sounds I'll paint your brain
For in this song I do proclaim
That once aboard this moving train
I'll do my best to ease your pain
Slinky as my speech may be
On this trip you'll ride for free
This axis bold as love you see comes and goes so easily
Space is king or so I sing, subway to venus
Once aboard and feeling smooth
Like a liquid you will ooze
Into a state of mind that soothes
Aw be my quest inside my grove
Cause what I've got to give to you
Is gonna make you wiggle like a wiggley worm
Cause you deserve to wiggle and squirm
Life's too short to be in a hole
So bust into your funkiest stroll
Space is king or so I sing, subway to venus
Take your body shake it around
Do the dog on the ground
And if I can't make you dance
I guess I'll just have to make you piss your pants
Space is king or so I sing, subway to venus
You're gonna get it with the greatest of ease
Everybody gather round all aboard the underground
You've got to get in before you get out
And gettin' out is what it's gonna be about
If you find that you are blind
Open your bashful mind
Let my band step inside
And take you on a cosmic ride
With honest sounds I'll paint your brain
For in this song I do proclaim
That once aboard this moving train
I'll do my best to ease your pain
Slinky as my speech may be
On this trip you'll ride for free
This axis bold as love you see comes and goes so easily
Space is king or so I sing, subway to venus
Once aboard and feeling smooth
Like a liquid you will ooze
Into a state of mind that soothes
Aw be my quest inside my grove
Cause what I've got to give to you
Is gonna make you wiggle like a wiggley worm
Cause you deserve to wiggle and squirm
Life's too short to be in a hole
So bust into your funkiest stroll
Space is king or so I sing, subway to venus
Take your body shake it around
Do the dog on the ground
And if I can't make you dance
I guess I'll just have to make you piss your pants
Space is king or so I sing, subway to venus
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Magic Johnson
L. A. Lakers fast break makers
Kinds of the court shake and bake all takers
Back to back is a bad ass fact a claim that remains in tact
M-a-g-i-c see you on the court
Buck has come to play his way and his way is to thwart
M-a-g-i-c magic of the buck
Other teams pray for dreams
But he don't give a [f*ck]
Penetrating the lane like a bullet train
Comes the magic blood a telepathic brain
Knucklehead suckers better duck
When the buck comes through like a truck
Scott stops pops and drops it in
On his way back gets a little skin
From the hand of a man named a. C. Green
Slam so hard break your t.v. Screen
Worthy's hot with his tomahawk
Take it to the hole make your mamma talk
I hate to burst your bubble but triple double trouble
Is coming to your town and he's going to make rubble
L. A. Lakers fast break makers
Kings of the court shake and bake all takers
Back to back is a bad ass fact a claim that remains in tact
Lakers are the team that i watch on the telly
Cause they got more moves
That a bowl full of jelly
The buck stops here - pops - then cheers
A roar through the forum
That deafens my ears
The one and only know if his kind
Sits in a throne
Not for the records that he holds
But for being bald and bold
Kareem abdul jabbar
All time great super super star
I hate to burst your bubble but triple double trouble
Is coming to your town and he's going to make rubble
Does anybody want some magic johnson
L. A. Lakers fast break makers
Kings of the court shake and bake all takers
Back to back is a bad ass fact a claim that remains in tact
Kinds of the court shake and bake all takers
Back to back is a bad ass fact a claim that remains in tact
M-a-g-i-c see you on the court
Buck has come to play his way and his way is to thwart
M-a-g-i-c magic of the buck
Other teams pray for dreams
But he don't give a [f*ck]
Penetrating the lane like a bullet train
Comes the magic blood a telepathic brain
Knucklehead suckers better duck
When the buck comes through like a truck
Scott stops pops and drops it in
On his way back gets a little skin
From the hand of a man named a. C. Green
Slam so hard break your t.v. Screen
Worthy's hot with his tomahawk
Take it to the hole make your mamma talk
I hate to burst your bubble but triple double trouble
Is coming to your town and he's going to make rubble
L. A. Lakers fast break makers
Kings of the court shake and bake all takers
Back to back is a bad ass fact a claim that remains in tact
Lakers are the team that i watch on the telly
Cause they got more moves
That a bowl full of jelly
The buck stops here - pops - then cheers
A roar through the forum
That deafens my ears
The one and only know if his kind
Sits in a throne
Not for the records that he holds
But for being bald and bold
Kareem abdul jabbar
All time great super super star
I hate to burst your bubble but triple double trouble
Is coming to your town and he's going to make rubble
Does anybody want some magic johnson
L. A. Lakers fast break makers
Kings of the court shake and bake all takers
Back to back is a bad ass fact a claim that remains in tact
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Nobody Weird Like Me
The freakiest show i know
Is the show of my own
Living my life in and out
Of the twilight zone
Is the show of my own
Living my life in and out
Of the twilight zone
Bust my britches
Bless my soul
I'm a freak of nature
Walking totem pole
Look and see i think you'll agree
Nobody weird like me
Intercourse with a porpoise
Is a dream for me
Hell bent on inventing
A new species
Bust my britches
Bless my soul
I'm a freak of nature
Walking totem pole
Look and see i think you'll agree
Nobody weird like me
Riding down the path
On the back of a giraffe
Me and the giraffe laughed
Cause i passed some gas
Bust my britches
Bless my soul
I'm a freak of nature
Walking totem pole
Look and see i think you'll agree
Nobody weird like me
Enchanted as a rabbit
That my life is a dream
Well everything is never
Just as it seems
The freakiest show i know
Is the show of my own
Living my life in and out
Of the twilight zone
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Knock Me Down
Never too soon to be through
Being cool too much too soon
Too much for me too much for you
You're gonna loose in time
Every turn looking to burn
Some never learn live and learn
Stop your searching for a curse
Before you end up in a hearse
Don't be afraid to show your friends
That you hurt inside inside
Pain's part of life don't hide behind your false pride
It's a lie your lie
Don't slip away and don't forget
I'll give you more than you can get
It's so lonely when you don't even know
Yourself come to me
If you see me getting mighty
If you see me getting high
Knock me down
I'm not bigger than life
I'm tired of being untouchable
I'm not above the love
I'm part of you and you're part of me
Why did you go away
Too late to tell you how i feel
I want you back but i get real
Can you hear my falling tears
Making rain where you lay
Finding what you're looking for
Can end up being such a bore
I pray for you most every day
My love's with you now fly away
If you see me getting mighty
If you see me getting high
Knock me down
I'm not bigger than life
It's so lonely when you don't even know yourself
Being cool too much too soon
Too much for me too much for you
You're gonna loose in time
Every turn looking to burn
Some never learn live and learn
Stop your searching for a curse
Before you end up in a hearse
Don't be afraid to show your friends
That you hurt inside inside
Pain's part of life don't hide behind your false pride
It's a lie your lie
Don't slip away and don't forget
I'll give you more than you can get
It's so lonely when you don't even know
Yourself come to me
If you see me getting mighty
If you see me getting high
Knock me down
I'm not bigger than life
I'm tired of being untouchable
I'm not above the love
I'm part of you and you're part of me
Why did you go away
Too late to tell you how i feel
I want you back but i get real
Can you hear my falling tears
Making rain where you lay
Finding what you're looking for
Can end up being such a bore
I pray for you most every day
My love's with you now fly away
If you see me getting mighty
If you see me getting high
Knock me down
I'm not bigger than life
It's so lonely when you don't even know yourself
Writer: ANTHONY KIEDIS, MICHAEL BALZARY, CHAD SMITH, JOHN FRUSCIANTE
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Taste The Pain
Flat on my back In a lonely sprawl
I stare at the ceiling Because I can not fall
Asleep tonight
No not at all
Head lights flash Across my bedroom wall
Crying eyes open Because I can not fall
In love with you, I know not at all
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Busted in two Like a brittle stick
I can not drink
Because my throat constricts
Lovesick from you
That will never do
Open my mouth I couldn't make a sound
I could not scream and no I could not shout
It out to you
Nothing to do
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Yeah, yeah
This may come as a shocking surprise
I have to take a walk I have to kiss it goodbye
Goodbye my love
Goodbye my love
I am not alive
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Oh oh how the price gets paid
Well I got to pay, I got to pay the price
I think I'll walk away
'Cause I couldn't survey, I couldn't pay
I couldn't price
I stare at the ceiling Because I can not fall
Asleep tonight
No not at all
Head lights flash Across my bedroom wall
Crying eyes open Because I can not fall
In love with you, I know not at all
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Busted in two Like a brittle stick
I can not drink
Because my throat constricts
Lovesick from you
That will never do
Open my mouth I couldn't make a sound
I could not scream and no I could not shout
It out to you
Nothing to do
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Yeah, yeah
This may come as a shocking surprise
I have to take a walk I have to kiss it goodbye
Goodbye my love
Goodbye my love
I am not alive
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Oh oh how the price gets paid
Well I got to pay, I got to pay the price
I think I'll walk away
'Cause I couldn't survey, I couldn't pay
I couldn't price
Writer: Anthony Kiedis, Darren Henley, Michael 'Flea' Balzary, John Frusciante
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame, Universal Music Publishing Group, FOX MUSIC, INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame, Universal Music Publishing Group, FOX MUSIC, INC.
Stone Cold Bush
She's stone cold bush yea
And baby that's alright
She's stone cold bush yea
And that's alright with me
Get up off your knees, come on walk with me
Tell me what you need to get along
A statue come to live
I cut you with my knife
Bleeding to the tune of dolly dagger
She's stone cold bush
Haight street got nothing to show
Except the skirt on your ass
When you're livin' on the streets
You've got to let it roll
Get on with what you've got
Awe everybody knows that it's alright
You've got no secrets to tell
But when you walk that walk and talk that talk
You do it oh so well
She's stone cold bush
She's got marble eyes
Sweet china doll her thighs
And animal in pain she starts to cry
Her pipes are open wide
She blows more than my mind
Echo sounds of soul
Time after time
She's stone cold bush
And baby that's alright
She's stone cold bush yea
And that's alright with me
Get up off your knees, come on walk with me
Tell me what you need to get along
A statue come to live
I cut you with my knife
Bleeding to the tune of dolly dagger
She's stone cold bush
Haight street got nothing to show
Except the skirt on your ass
When you're livin' on the streets
You've got to let it roll
Get on with what you've got
Awe everybody knows that it's alright
You've got no secrets to tell
But when you walk that walk and talk that talk
You do it oh so well
She's stone cold bush
She's got marble eyes
Sweet china doll her thighs
And animal in pain she starts to cry
Her pipes are open wide
She blows more than my mind
Echo sounds of soul
Time after time
She's stone cold bush
Writer: ANTHONY KIEDIS, MICHAEL BALZARY, CHAD SMITH, JOHN FRUSCIANTE, DARREN HENLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame, COHEN AND COHEN
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame, COHEN AND COHEN
Fire
Well alright, now dig this
You don't care for me I don't care about that
You got a new fool hah I like it like that
I have only one burning desire
Oh, can I make love with your fire?
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire oh yeah
Now listen to this baby
And stop acting so crazy
You say your mom ain't home ain't my concern
Just don't play with me and you won't get burned
I have only one burning desire
Oh, I'm gonna, me, do it in your fire
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire oh yeah
Oh move over over,
And let Mr. Huckleberry take over,
You know he's bad, you know he drowns,
You know who he gives it to, yeah
That's right, now dig this
You try to give me your money you better save it babe
Save it for your rainy day I have only one burning desire
Oh, can I make love over your fire?
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire
You better slide you ass over, girl
'Cause I'm coming through once and I'm coming the way you must be
You don't care for me I don't care about that
You got a new fool hah I like it like that
I have only one burning desire
Oh, can I make love with your fire?
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire oh yeah
Now listen to this baby
And stop acting so crazy
You say your mom ain't home ain't my concern
Just don't play with me and you won't get burned
I have only one burning desire
Oh, I'm gonna, me, do it in your fire
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire oh yeah
Oh move over over,
And let Mr. Huckleberry take over,
You know he's bad, you know he drowns,
You know who he gives it to, yeah
That's right, now dig this
You try to give me your money you better save it babe
Save it for your rainy day I have only one burning desire
Oh, can I make love over your fire?
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire (funky funky fire)
Let me stand next to your fire
You better slide you ass over, girl
'Cause I'm coming through once and I'm coming the way you must be
Writer: Jimi Hendrix
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Punk Rock Classic
I'm a radio Joe of the biz called show
I'm a rockin' popstar with a get up and go
Rubbin' elbows with the big wigs at my sold out shows
I've been on every cover even rolling stone
Put us on MTV
All we really need
Begging on our knees
Please, please, please, please, please
Conforming to the norm straight out of the mold
Compromising each and every ounce of soul
I'm a doin' anything for the records of gold
I only want what I can hold
Put us on MTV
All we really need
Begging on our knees
Please, please, please, please, please
We know that we'll never be better than
Mister slick superstar David Letterman
I promise we'll be perfect gentlemen
Just put us on the show you'll regret us then
Put us on MTV
All we really need
Begging on our knees
Please, please, please, please, please
Thank you very much be sure to label us
We wouldn't want to cause a ruckus or a fuss
AOR, CHR, top forty or bust
Put us on MTV
All we really need
Begging on our knees
Please, please, please, please, please
What I am is a picture on the TV screen
Don't make waves don't make a scene
What I say when I play isn't worth a bean
I'm a video Joe in an industry
Put us on MTV
All we really need
Begging on our knees
Please, please, please, please, please
I'm a rockin' popstar with a get up and go
Rubbin' elbows with the big wigs at my sold out shows
I've been on every cover even rolling stone
Put us on MTV
All we really need
Begging on our knees
Please, please, please, please, please
Conforming to the norm straight out of the mold
Compromising each and every ounce of soul
I'm a doin' anything for the records of gold
I only want what I can hold
Put us on MTV
All we really need
Begging on our knees
Please, please, please, please, please
We know that we'll never be better than
Mister slick superstar David Letterman
I promise we'll be perfect gentlemen
Just put us on the show you'll regret us then
Put us on MTV
All we really need
Begging on our knees
Please, please, please, please, please
Thank you very much be sure to label us
We wouldn't want to cause a ruckus or a fuss
AOR, CHR, top forty or bust
Put us on MTV
All we really need
Begging on our knees
Please, please, please, please, please
What I am is a picture on the TV screen
Don't make waves don't make a scene
What I say when I play isn't worth a bean
I'm a video Joe in an industry
Put us on MTV
All we really need
Begging on our knees
Please, please, please, please, please
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Sexy Mexican Maid
Hair so smooth, black as coal
Aw baby the way you sway
You wear the dress so very blue
That you take my blues away
She comes and goes that I know
She cums at least once a day
I can't resist I kiss you lips [sic]
You're my sexy Mexican maid
My angel girl she sings to me
Baby tell me this is not a dream
She's pushing me onto my knees
I'm prayin' to my baby she screams
Squeezing me so tight I cry
I'll low you 'till the day I die
Let me please get on my knees, I come alone
When I wake up in the morn
She greets me where I lay
I look outside to find that I's a bright and sunny day
So serene she gives to me my toast and marmalade
What more can I say she's my sexy Mexican maid
My angel girl she sings to me
Baby tell me this is not a dream
She's pushing me onto my knees
I'm prayin' to my baby she screams
Squeezing me so tight I cry
I'll low you 'till the day I die
Let me please get on my knees, I come alone
She puts me in a bubble bath
She tickles me and I laugh
She washes me until I'm clean
Then she does a little sexy dance
Happy to feel my hand go slap
Upon her sexy ass
We make fun so very slow
Then we make it fast
My angel girl she sings to me
Baby tell me this is not a dream
She's pushing me onto my knees
I'm prayin' to my baby she screams
Squeezing me so tight I cry
I'll low you 'till the day I die
Let me please get on my knees, I come alone
Aw baby the way you sway
You wear the dress so very blue
That you take my blues away
She comes and goes that I know
She cums at least once a day
I can't resist I kiss you lips [sic]
You're my sexy Mexican maid
My angel girl she sings to me
Baby tell me this is not a dream
She's pushing me onto my knees
I'm prayin' to my baby she screams
Squeezing me so tight I cry
I'll low you 'till the day I die
Let me please get on my knees, I come alone
When I wake up in the morn
She greets me where I lay
I look outside to find that I's a bright and sunny day
So serene she gives to me my toast and marmalade
What more can I say she's my sexy Mexican maid
My angel girl she sings to me
Baby tell me this is not a dream
She's pushing me onto my knees
I'm prayin' to my baby she screams
Squeezing me so tight I cry
I'll low you 'till the day I die
Let me please get on my knees, I come alone
She puts me in a bubble bath
She tickles me and I laugh
She washes me until I'm clean
Then she does a little sexy dance
Happy to feel my hand go slap
Upon her sexy ass
We make fun so very slow
Then we make it fast
My angel girl she sings to me
Baby tell me this is not a dream
She's pushing me onto my knees
I'm prayin' to my baby she screams
Squeezing me so tight I cry
I'll low you 'till the day I die
Let me please get on my knees, I come alone
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN FRUSCIANTE, DARREN HENLEY, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Johnny Kick A Hole In The Sky
I cry, i cry
I was born in a land, i don't think you understand
God damn what i am
I'm a native of this place, please don't kick me in my face
My race has been disgraced
I was born in a land, i don't think you understand
God damn what i am
I'm a native of this place, please don't kick me in my face
My race has been disgraced
Won't somebody testify, kick a hole right in the sky
Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky
Slap a liar in his eye, kick a hole right in the sky
Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky johnny,
Johnny, johnny
Puts us in a pumpkin shell where you keep us very well
It's hell, where i dwell
When history books are full of shit, i become the anarchist
I'm pissed at this
What this country claims to be
It's a lie
No place for me
I bleed
Kill my trust if you must
But in my blood there is lust
For life
That's right
Apache blood is in my heart thrashing though me like a shark
Crashing though the dark
What am i supposed to do
I feel like i'm cut into confused
By rules
Do these cultures clash or am i living in the past
I ask please tell me fast
To what do i belong and if i change will i be wrong
I took my foot kicked a hole in the sky
I proceeded to plead fathers help me decide
A jagged flash of light struck me in the eye
I turned around and found that i was still alive
Snakes rise high from the purple black sky
The red cloud rains and the black horse rides
Then it dawned on my like the mornin' sun
I'm a part of two worlds and the mornin' comes
Glowing embers tend to remember when
The power that is peace was treated as a friend
I am a master of and i've got to take action
I'm a man, the animal man
Writer: MICHAEL BALZARY, JOHN FRUSCIANTE, ANTHONY KIEDIS, CHAD SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Copyright: Lyrics © MoeBeToBlame
Mother's Milk is the fourth studio album by American rock band Red Hot Chili Peppers, released on August 16, 1989 by EMI Records. After the death of founding guitarist Hillel Slovak and the subsequent departure of drummer Jack Irons, vocalist Anthony Kiedis and bassist Flea regrouped with the addition of guitarist John Frusciante and drummer Chad Smith. Frusciante's influence altered the band's sound by placing more emphasis on melody than rhythm, which had dominated the band's previous material. Returning producer Michael Beinhorn favored heavy metal guitar riffs as well as overdubbing. Frusciante perceived Beinhorn's taste as excessive, and as a result, the two constantly fought over the album's guitar sound.
Mother's Milk was a greater commercial success than the band's first three albums, peaking at number 52 on the US Billboard 200. It received widespread airplay for the three singles which included the cover of Stevie Wonder's "Higher Ground", "Knock Me Down" and "Taste the Pain", and it became their first gold record in early 1990. Although it was not met with the same positive critical reception that its predecessor The Uplift Mofo Party Plan (1987) had garnered, Mother's Milk was the first step for the band in achieving international success and, according to Amy Hanson of AllMusic, "turned the tide and transformed the band from underground funk-rocking rappers to mainstream bad boys with seemingly very little effort."
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Red Hot Chili PeppersMother's Milk was a greater commercial success than the band's first three albums, peaking at number 52 on the US Billboard 200. It received widespread airplay for the three singles which included the cover of Stevie Wonder's "Higher Ground", "Knock Me Down" and "Taste the Pain", and it became their first gold record in early 1990. Although it was not met with the same positive critical reception that its predecessor The Uplift Mofo Party Plan (1987) had garnered, Mother's Milk was the first step for the band in achieving international success and, according to Amy Hanson of AllMusic, "turned the tide and transformed the band from underground funk-rocking rappers to mainstream bad boys with seemingly very little effort."
Genre(s): Funk metal, alternative metal, funk rock
Producer(s): Michael Beinhorn
Length: 44:52
Released: August 16th, 1989
Year: 1989