I've got a soul that
can not sleep At night when something just ain't right Blood red,
but without sight Exploding egos in the night Mix like sticks of
dynamite Red black or white this is my fight Come on courage,
let's be heard Turn feelings into words American equality has
always been sour An attitude I would like to devour My name is
Peace, this is my hour Can I get just a little bit of power ?
Chorus : The power of equality Is not yet what it ought to
be (Ought to be) It fills me up like a hollow tree (A hollow
tree) The power of equality
Right or wrong my song is strong
You don't like it, get along Say what I want, do what I can
Death to the message of the Ku Klux Klan I don't buy supremacy
Media chief you menace me The people you say 'cause all the crime
Wake up motherfucker and smell the slime Blackest anger, whitest
fear Can you hear me ? Am I clear ? My name is Peace, this is my
hour Can I get just a little bit of power ?
Chorus
Well, I've got tapes, I've got C.D.'s I've got my Public Enemy
My lilly white ass is tickled pink When I listen to the music that
makes me think Not another motherfuckin' politician Doin' nothin'
but something for his own ambition Never touch the sound we make
Soul sacred love vows that we take To create straight what is true
Yo, he's with me, and what I do My name is Peace, this is my hour
Can I get just a little bit of power ?
Chorus
Madder
than a motherfucker, lick my finger Can't forget 'cause the memory
lingers Count 'em all quick little piccadilly sickness Take me to
the hick, eat my thickness I've got a welt from the bible belt, ah
Dealing with the hand that I've been dealt Sitting in the grip of
a killing fist Giving up blood just to exist Rub me wrong and I
get pissed No I cannot get to this People in pain, I do not dig it
Change of brain for Mister Bigot
Little brother do you hear me
? Have a heart, oh, come get near me Misery is not my friend
But I'll break before I bend What I see is insanity What ever
happened to humanity ...
If You Have To Ask
Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
A wanna be gangster thinkin'
he's a wise guy Rob another bank, he's a sock 'em in the eye guy
Tank head mister Bonnie and Clyde guy Look him in the eye, he's
not my kinda guy Never wanna be confusion prefer Pudding sweet,
but too aloofer Orange eyed girl with a backslide dew said "Yo,
homie, who you talkin' to ?" Backed up paddy wagon, mackin' on a cat's
ass One upper cut to the cold, upper middle class Born to storm on
boredom's face Add a little lust to the funky 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 get
some ?
Chorus : If you have to ask You'll never know
Funky mother fucker will not Be told to go (bis)
Don't
ask me why I'm flyin' so high Mister 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 than meets the eye 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
Breaking the Girl
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
I am a man, cut from the know
Rarely do friends, come and then go She was a girl, soft but
estranged We were the two, our lives rearranged Feeling so good
that day A feeling of love that day
Chorus : Twisting and
turning Your feelings are burning You're breaking the girl She
meant you no harm Think you're so clever But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl He loves no one else
Raised by my
dad, girl of the day He was my man, that was the way She was the
girl, left alone Feeling the need, to make me her home I don't
know what, when or why The twilight of love had arrived
Chorus
Funky Monks
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
Chorus: There are no monks in my band
There are no saints in me land I'll be doin' all I can If I
die an honest man
Confusion is my middle name Ask me again
I'll tell you the same Persuaded by one sexy dame No, I do not
feel no shame
Chorus : You are on the road Can I get a
little lovin' from you Can I get a little bit of that done did do ?
You are on the road Tell me now girl that you need me, too ?
Tell me now girl 'cause I've got a feeling for you
Every man
has certain needs Talkin' 'bout them dirty deeds To these needs I
must concede Livin' by my lowly creed
A woman please know that
I'm good Know that I did all I could But yes, it's true the likely
hood Of being great is not so good
Chorus
There are no
monks in my band There are no saints in this land I'll be doin'
all I can If I die an honest man
Virtue slipped into my shoe
No, I will not misconstrue More rockin', more rockin', now doobley
do Dancin' down your avenue
Chorus
Suck My Kiss
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
Well, I'm sailin' Yeah!
Yeah! Oh, yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Oh, yeah! Hit me
Should have
been Could have been Would have been dead If I didn't get the
message Goin' to my head I am, what I am Most motherfuckers
Don't give a damn Aw, baby, think you can ? Be my girl, I'll
be your man
Someone full of fun Do me 'till I'm well done
Little Bo Peep Cumin' from my stun gun Beware, take care
Most motherfuckers Have a cold ass stare Aw, baby, please be
there Suck my kiss, cut me my share
Hit me you can't hurt me
Suck my kiss ! Kiss me please pervert me Stick with this !
Is she talking dirty ? Give to me sweet sacred bliss Your
mouth was made to suck my kiss
Look at me Can't you see
All I really want to be Is free from a world That hurts me
I need relief Do you want me girl To be your thief ? Aw,
baby, just for you I'd steal anything that you want me to
K-I-S-S-I-N-G Chicka chicka dee Do me like a banshee
Low brow, is how Swimming in the sound Of bow wow wow Aw,
baby, do me now Do me here I do allow
Hit me you can't hurt me
Suck my kiss ! Kiss me please pervert me Stick with this !
Is she gonna curtsy ? Give to me sweet sacred bliss That mouth
was made to...
Hit me you can't hurt me Suck my kiss !
Kiss me please pervert me Stick with this ! Is she talking
dirty ? Give to me sweet sacred bliss That mouth was made to suck
my kiss
I Could Have Lied
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
There must be something In
the way I feel That she don't want me to feel Stare she bears cut
me I don't care You see so what if I bleed
I could never
change Just what I feel My face will never show What is not
real
A mountain never seems To have the need to speak A
look that shares so many seek The sweetest feeling I got from you
The things I said to you were true
I could never change
Just what I feel My face will never show What is not real
Chorus : I could have lied I'm such a fool My eyes
could never never never Keep their cool Showed her and I told her
how She struck me but I'm fucked up now
But now she's gone
Yes, she's gone away A soulful song that would not stay You
see she hides 'cause she is scared But I don't care I won't be
spared
Chorus (x2)
Fucked up
Mellowship Slinky in B Major
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
I've got a mellowship, I've got
a fellowship I've got a non stop "Yo Swan" hello chip Born to
adore the big bad bison A thunderstorm and a man like Tyson
Popcorn, peanuts, lookin' at big butts No I cannot keep my mouth
shut Rockin' to the beat of the fabulous Forum My Lakers, I adore
'em Blush my lady when I tell her That I do indeed love to smell
her Sopping wet your pink umbrella Do the dog with Isabella
I'm so in love, yes with an artist Imagination, he's the
smartest A Robert Williams stroke and splatter I attest to your
gray matter Living kings, how true it rings These are just a few
of my favorite things
Good God, where's my sleigh now ? Good
God, playing for days now Good God, well anyday now Good God, take
me away now Good God, the purple haze now Good God, the baddest of
brains now Good God, well anyday now Good God, ridin' my sleigh
now
Being that I'm the duke of my domain My hat goes off to
Mark Twain Singing a song about what true men don't do Killing
another creature that's kind of blue Writing about the world of the
wild coyote A good man Truman Capote Talking about my thoughts
'cause they must grow Cock my brain to shoot my load I'm on my
porch 'cause I lost my house key Pick up my book I read Bukowski
Can I get another kiss from you ? Kiss me right here on my tattoo
Good God, where's my sleigh now ? Good God, playing for days
now Good God, well anyday now Good God, take me away now Good
God, DeNiro's insane now Good God, rackin' my brain now Good God,
well anyday now Good God, take me away now Take me away
Me, my friends and the sex machine Do unto others like my
brother Bean I know you've got a mother So give her a hug I
know you've got a mother With a whole lot of love Billy sings and
Basie swings These are just a few of my favorite things (x3) These
are just a few... Whoa!
The Righteous & The Wicked
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
I can't rest in war Will
you be my friend ? Dark ages never change Well, I can't comprehend
Kiss me, we self destruct Can you hear me lord ? Yes, I
think we're fucked But I can't rest in war
Chorus : The
righteous and the wicked War and peace The killing fist Of the
human beast P.O.P. Prodigies of peace Hear me when I'm calling
you From my knees I am praying for a better day
Oh yeah,
playin' for a better day, anyway Oh yeah, prayin' for a better day,
okay
Holy mother earth Crying into space Tears on her
pretty face A for she has been raped
Killing your future blood
Fill her with disease Global abortion please That is what she
needs
Chorus
Are we fire flies Flashing in the night ?
Big thunder, rumble fish Did you get it right ?
Headstrong
battle song Exploding souls be gone Marvin Gaye my love Where
did we go wrong ?
Chorus
Give It Away
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
What I've got you've got to
give it to your mamma What I've got you've got to give it to your
pappa What I've got you've got to give it to your daughter Then
you do a little dance and then you drink a little water
What I've
got you've got to get it put it in you What I've got you've got to get
it put it in you What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don't stop continue
Realize I don't
wanna to be a miser Confide with Sly you'll be the wiser Young
blood is the lovin' upriser How come everybody wanna keep it like the
Kaiser ?
Give it away Give it away Give it away now (x3) I
can't tell if I'm a king pin or a pauper
Greedy little people in a
sea of distress Keep your more to receive your less Unimpressed by
material excess Love is free love me say "Hell yes"
Low brow
but I rock a little know how No time for the piggies or the hoosegow
Get smart get down with the powwow Never been a better time than
right now
Bob Marley poet and a prophet Bob Marley taught me
how to off it Bob Marley walkin' like he talk it Goodness me can't
you see I'm gonna cought it ?
Give it away Give it away Give it
away now (x3) Oh, oh yeah ! Give it away Give it away Give it away
now (x3) I can't tell if I'm a king pin or a pauper
Lucky me
swimmin' in my ability Dancin' down on life with agility Come and
drink it up from my fertility Blessed with a bucket of lucky mobility
My mom, I love her 'cause she loves me Long gone are the times
when she scrub me Feelin' good, my brother gonna hug me Drink up
my juice, young love, chug-a-lug me
There's a river born to be a
giver Keep you warm, won't let you shiver His heart is never gonna
wither Come on everybody time to deliver
Give it away Give it
away Give it away now (x3) I can't tell if I'm a king pin or a pauper
Give it away Give it away Give it away now (x4) Give it away
now (x20)
Blood Sugar Sex Magik
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
Blood sugar sucker fish in my
dish How many pieces do you wish ? Step into the heaven where I
keep it on the soulside Girl please me, be my soul bride Every
woman has a piece of Aphrodite Copulate to create a state of sexual
light Kissing her virginity, my affinity I mingle with the gods, I
mingle with divinity
Chorus : Blood sugar baby, She's magik,
Sex magik, Sex magik Blood sugar baby, She's magik, Sex magik, Sex
magik Blood sugar crazy, She has it, Sex magik, Sex magik Blood
sugar baby, She's magik, Sex magik, Sex magik
Glorious euphoria is
my must Erotic shock is a function of lust Temporarily blind,
dimensions to discover In time, each into the other Uncontrolable
notes from her snow white throat Fill a space in which two bodies
float Operatic by voice, a fanatic by choice Aromatic is the
flower, she must be moist
Chorus
Under the Bridge
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
Sometimes I feel like I
don't have a partner Sometimes I feel like My only friend Is
the city I live in The city of angels Lonely as I am Together
we cry
I drive on her streets 'cause She's my companion I
walk through her hills 'cause She knows who I am She sees my good
deeds and She kisses me windy I never worry Now that is a lie
Chorus : I don't ever wanna feel Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love Take me all the way
Chorus
Yeah... Yeah, yeah...
It's hard to believe that There's
nobody out there It's hard to believe That I'm all alone At
least I have her love The city she loves me Lonely as I am
Together we cry
Chorus
Yeah... Yeah,
yeah... Oh no, no no no, yeah yeah... Love me, I say, yeah yeah...
One time
Under the bridge downtown Is where I drew some
blood Under the bridge downtown I could not get enough Under
the bridge downtown Forgot about my love Under the bridge downtown
I gave my life away
Yeah... Yeah, yeah... Oh no, no no no,
yeah yeah... Way down I said, oh, yeah yeah... Will I stay ?
Naked in the Rain
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
Standin' on the corner of a
civilization There's a time, there's a place for me In a world
where I can't be found Cold and mean, people give me the creeps
Going to the jungle where the elephant roams Got to get away,
gonna make it my home
Losing my taste for the human race
Social grace is a waste of time It's absurd when I look around
So sublime that we blow my mind
Naked in the rain with a
killer whale I can taste the salt when I lick his tail
Chorus :
Naked in the rain Doctor Doolittle what's your secret ? Give
it to me doctor Don't keep it
I never met an animal that I
didn't like You can come to me, I won't bite Don't you know dog is
man's best friend ? There is some love that you can't fight
Naked in the rain with black tattoos Runnin' through the woods
and laughin' at the blues
Chorus
Listen to the talking
heart in my chest With this gift, good Lord, I am blessed There's
a lump, and it's in my throat I'm in love with the wilderness
Naked in the river skinny dippin' my way In the waterfall I
just wanna play
Chorus Chorus
Apache Rose Peacock
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
Sittin' on a sack of beans
Sittin' down in New-Orleans You won't believe what I've seen
Sittin' on that sack of beans
Lunatics on pogo sticks
Another southern fried freak on a crucifix Hicks don't mix with
politics The people on the street just kickin' to the licks
Yes my favorite place to be Is not a land called Honah Lee
A mentally or physically I wanna be in New-Orleans
Oh good
brother, just when I thought That I had seen it all My eyes popped
out, my dick got hard And I dropped my jaw
I saw a bird
walkin' down the block Her name Apache Rose Peacock I could not
speak, I was in shock But I told my knees to please not knock
Yes my favorite place to be Is not a land called Honah Lee
A mentally or physically I wanna be in New-Orleans
A
little boy came along A name of Louis Armstrong Said that girl who
left me silly She liked the looks of me and my willy
So I
found her in the quarter Good God, how I adored her Oh, she made
me feel so cozy When she told me I could call her Rosey
I'll
kiss your hair, your skin so bare I'll take you with me girl anywhere
You fare well in stormy weather I never met a girl that I liked
better
Twinkle twinkle little star Shining down on my blue car
Drivin' down the boulevard She was soft and I was hard
Apache Rose gotta rockin' peacock Hottest ass on the God damn
block Rockin' to the beat of the funky ass meters She has one of
those built in heaters
I'll kiss your hair, your skin so bare
I'll take you with me girl anywhere You fare well in stormy
weather I never met a girl that I liked better
Voodoo gurus
casting their spells Cockatoo drag queens shakin' their bells A
silver sound escapes the trumpet Watch your leg, someone might hump it
Chicken strut your butt, let's rock ! Gettin' it on under your
frock Flowing like a flame all through the night My girl's insane
but it's all right
Yes my favorite place to be Is not a land
called Honah Lee A mentally or physically I wanna be in
New-Orleans
The Greeting Song
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
Drivin' around, I've got my
baby and my top down Mary-go-round, I ride you for my love
Throwin' me down in the backseat, underground I'm on the mound, I
make it for my love
Makin' my way, I brake another L.A. day
Time in the town, I need it for my love My Chevrolet, your rollin'
to another play day This is the sound, I listen for my love
Who you talkin' to ? talk to me you Sound of music Who you
talkin' to ? talk to me you Sound of music
I love you, swim
through me Good feelings, come to me
Sought and I found a life
of makin' my blood sound Do anything for the one I love Something
profound, the face of God is a sensoround I'm on the mound, I make it
for my love
Who you talkin' to ? talk to me you Sound of music
Who you talkin' to ? talk to me you Sound of music
I love
you, swim through me Good feelings, come to me
I love you,
swim through me Good feelings, come to me I love you, swim through
me Good feelings, come to me Yeah!
My Lovely Man
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
I used to shout across the room
to you And you'd come dancing like a fool Ow! Shuffle step you
funky mother Hey! Come to me all warm as covers
Rest with me
my lovely brother Hey! For you see there is no other Memory so sad
and sweet I'll see you soon save me a seat
Chorus : Oh
well, I'm cryin' Now my lovely man Oh yes, I'm cryin' Now and
no one can Will never fill the The hole you left my man I'll
see you later My lovely man, if I can
In my room I'm all alone
Hey! Waiting for you to get home I'll listen to Roberta Flack
But I know you won't come back
Oh well, I'm cryin' Now my
lovely man I'll see you later My lovely man, if I can
Just
in case you never knew I miss you Slim, I love you too Oh! See my
heart, it's black and blue When I die I will find you
Chorus
Well, I'm cryin', my lovely man, yeah... Well, I'm cryin',
yeah they'll never know, yeah... Ah... I'll miss you when I die my
lovely man I'll see you later, my lovely man We had some good
times, my lovely man Yeah...
Sir Psycho Sexy
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith.
A long, long, long, long time
ago Before the wind, before the snow Lived a man, lived a man I
know Lived a freak of nature named Sir Psycho
Sir Psycho Sexy
that is me Sometimes I find I need to scream Aaaah!
He's a
freak of nature but we love him so He's a freak of nature but we let
him go
Deep inside the Garden of Eden Standing there with my
hard on bleedin' There's a devil in my dick and some demons in my
semen Good God no that would be treason Believe me Eve, she gave
good reason Booty lookin' too good not to be squeezin' Creamy
beaver, hotter than a fever And I'm a givin' 'cause she's the receiver
I won't and I don't hang up until I please her Makin' her feel
like an over achiever I take it away for a minute just to tease her
Then I give it back a little bit deeper
Sir Psycho, Sir
Psycho, Yeah He's the man that I met one time Sir Psycho, Sir
Psycho, Yeah He's the man that left me blind Sir Psycho, Sir
Psycho, Yeah He's the man, he's the man, he's the man Sir Psycho,
Sir Psycho, Yeah Yeah!
He's a freak of nature but we love him
so He's a freak of nature but we let him go
I got stopped by a
lady cop in my automobile She said "Get out and spread your legs"
And then she tried to cop a feel That cop, she was all dressed in
blue Was she pretty ? Boy I'm tellin' you She stuck my butt with
her big black stick I said "What's up ? Now suck my dick" Like a
ram getting ready to jam the lamb She whimpered just a little when she
felt my hand On her crotch so very warm I could feel her getting
wet through her uniform Proppin' her up on the black and white
Unzipped and slipped "Ooo that's tight" I swatted her like no SWAT
team can Turned a cherry pie right into jam
Sir Psycho, Sir
Psycho, Yeah I'm the man that you met one time Sir Psycho, Sir
Psycho, Yeah I'm the man that leave you blind Sir Psycho, Sir
Psycho, Yeah I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man Sir Psycho, Sir
Psycho, Yeah Shit!
Hel-el-el-lo young woman that I love
Pretty punk rocker mamma that I'm thinking of Hold me naked, if
you will In your arms, in your legs, in your pussy I'd kill To be
with you, to kiss with you, I do miss you I love you
Lay me
down, Lay me down, Lay me down... Oh, lay me down Lay me down, Lay me
down, Lay me down... Oh, lay me down Descending waves of graceful
pleasure For your love there is no measure Her curves they bend
with subtle splendor
Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the
funk will make me freak If I should die before I waked Allow me
Lord to rock out naked Bored by the ordinary time to take a trip
Calling up a little girl with a bull whip A lickety split, go
snap, "snap" Girl getting off all in my lap The tallest tree, the
sweetest sap Blowin' my ass right off the map Ooo... and it's nice
out here I think I'll stay for a while
They're Red Hot
par Anthony Kiedis, Flea,
John Frusciante & Chad Smith (écrit par Robert Johnson).
Hot tamales, they're red hot!
Yeah, she's got 'em for sale, Hey! Hot, hot, they're red hot
Ah, she's got 'em for sale
I got a girl, says she's long and
tall, Sleeps in the kitchen with her feets in the hall, Hey!
Chorus : Hot tamales, they're red hot Ah, she's got 'em for
sale, Oh! Yeah, she's got 'em for sale Oh yeah, girl!
You
know the monkey, now the baboon playin' in the grass Well, the monkey
stuck his finger in that old "Good Gulf Gas", Hey!
Chorus
She got two for a nickel, got four for a dime Would sell you
more, but they ain't none of mine, Hey!
Chorus
I'm 'onna
upset your backbone, put your kidneys to sleep out I'll due to
break'way your liver an' dare your heart to beat 'bout
