Red Hot Chili Peppers lyrics
Red Hot Chili Peppers lyrics
"If You Have To Ask lyrics"
The Revenge Of The Blood On Ice lyrics
Fifteen years have passed Every day the woods have cried The words of vengeance and revenge The Gods have watched him day and night By the Norther
A wanna be gangsterFifteen years have passed Every day the woods have cried The words of vengeance and revenge The Gods have watched him day and night By the Norther
Thinkin' he's a wise guy
Rob another bank
He's a sock 'em in the eye guy
Tank head
Mr. Bonnie and Clyde guy
Look him in the eye
He's not my kinda guy
Never be
Confusion proof
Pudding's sweet
But too aloof
Orange eye girl
With a backslide dew said
Yo homie
Who you talkin' to
It's a long lonely road Where do I go Looking for someplace that feels like home Been searchin' so long Where did I go wrong Maybe the answer's some
Mackin' on a cat's ass
One upper cut
To the cold upper middle class
Born to storm
On boredom's face
And a little lust
To the fucky ass flea bass
Most in the race
Just lose their grace
The blackest hole
In all of space
Crooked as a hooker
Now suck my thumb
Anybody wanna come
Hate lyrics
(Mark Hollis / Simon Brenner / Paul Webb / Lee Harris) Hate Relax your stare It's laughing in my face My foes beware I'm tired of losing grace The
et some(Mark Hollis / Simon Brenner / Paul Webb / Lee Harris) Hate Relax your stare It's laughing in my face My foes beware I'm tired of losing grace The
If you have to ask
You'll never know
[chorus]
Funky motherfuckers
Will not be told to go
Don't ask me why
I'm flyin' so high
Mr. Bubble meets superfly
In my third eye
Searchin' for a soul bride
She's my freakette
Soak it up inside
Deeper than a secret
Much more
Tha
The Millpond Years lyrics
As a voice beneath the millpond sings >From her past the lost June days are woken And wind across the gorse slopes call Through years, where the d
n meets the eyeAs a voice beneath the millpond sings >From her past the lost June days are woken And wind across the gorse slopes call Through years, where the d
To the funk
I fall into my new ride
My hand my hand
Magic on the one
Is a medicine man
Thinkin' of a few
Taboos that I ought to kill
Dancin' on their face
Like a stage on vaudeville
I feel so good
Can't be understood
Booty of a hoodlum
Rockin' my red hood
[chorus]