Well, I'm
gonna ride a sabertooth horse Through the Hollywood hills The
farther west, the farther out Yeah, that's the way I feel Well, I
dig the dirt an' I dig the dust I barbecue my meals
Ridin'
wild on a paisley dragon Through the Hollywood hills, yeah... Huh,
Hollywood hills
Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse
Through the Hollywood hills Just don't show me anything 'Cause
that's the way I feel Well, I dig the dirt an' I dig the dust I
barbecue my meals
Ridin' wild on a paisley dragon Through the
Hollywood hills, yeah... Huh, Hollywood hills
Passion dripping
from the coyote's eyes He can taste his blood An' blood never lies
Pale face die
True men don't kill coyotes True men don't
kill coyotes
Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse Through
the Hollywood hills The farther west, the farther out Yeah, that's
the way I feel Well, I dig the dirt an' I dig the dust I barbecue
my meals
Ridin' wild on a paisley dragon Through the Hollywood
hills, yeah... Huh, Hollywood hills
Passion dripping from the
coyote's eyes He can taste his blood An' blood never lies Pale
face die
True men don't kill coyotes True men don't...
Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse Through the Hollywood
hills Just don't tell me anything 'Cause that's the way I feel
Well, I dig the dirt an' I dig the dust I barbecue my meals
Ridin' wild on a paisley dragon Through the Hollywood hills,
yeah... Huh, Hollywood hills
Passion dripping from the
coyote's eyes He can taste his blood An' blood never lies Pale
face die
True men don't kill coyotes True men don't...
True men don't kill coyotes True men don't... True men don't
kill coyotes True men don't...
Baby Appeal
On the city streets, I got the
tunes in my pocket I'll play the Chili Pepper so the public can rock
Excuse me mister, won't you hear my thought? I play in a band,
yeah, we're called the Red Hots While I'm away, boy, I'm afraid not
I've got no time to flick and talk But this baby rocked out on the
spot She was a shakin' and a kickin' and that did a bit of tot Her
pop said no, but I just couldn't stop The killer had a case of tod the
rock
But here's a funky fact that I know is real, The Red Hots
have baby appeal They dig a funky speil, they'll make some speil I
say the Peppers have baby appeal The funk mobile is the one we wheel
I'm overjoyed, we have baby appeal We serve those tots in the funk
mobile I'm overjoyed, we have baby appeal
We stop the fire, we
quench the heat We groove the buttocks walking out in the street
'cos that's when in the store when who do we meet? On a hop skip
jump up a baby beat She was a shakin' and a kickin' those itty bitty
feet The next thing you know was she got out of her bleat Five
thousand babies walkin' out in the street Well, that's a serious sight
for me and golly gee wizz! I just can't tell ya how much we did
Rockin' right out for those itty bitty girls, right out
But
here's a funky fact that I know is real, The Red Hots have baby appeal
They dig a funky speil, they'll make some speil I say the Peppers
have baby appeal The funk mobile is the one we wheel I'm
overjoyed, we have baby appeal We serve those tots in the funk mobile
I'm overjoyed, we have baby appeal, so get down!
Got the tunes
in my pocket... Baby appeal... Rock out!... Play the chili,
play the chili, play the chili... Yes, we're called the Red...Hots...
On the city streets, I got the tunes in my pocket I'll play
the Chili Pepper so the public can rock Excuse me mister, won't you
hear my thought? I play in a band, yeah, we're called the Red Hots
While I'm away, boy, I'm afraid not I've got no time to flick and
talk But this baby rocked out on the spot She was a shakin' and a
kickin' and that did a bit of tot Her pop said no, but I just couldn't
stop The killer had a case of tod the rock
But here's a funky
fact that I know is real, The Red Hots have baby appeal They dig a
funky speil, they'll make some speil I say the Peppers have baby
appeal The funk mobile is the one we wheel I'm overjoyed, we have
baby appeal We serve those tots in the funk mobile I'm overjoyed,
we have baby appeal
Buckle Down
Hah! On the ice No
holdin' My soul I want men Not mice No stoppin' My
throw
Hah! Get this! Reds are Back bills Work
Or play ball Or just turn me loose
I know what's fight, in
life, you better buckle down Don't give up your fight, in life, you
better buckle down Two days with might, in life, you better buckle
down Leave dreams tonight, in life, you better buckle down 'Cause
I know what's right!
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I know, I know, I know
what's right! I know, I know, I know what's right! I know, I know,
I know what's right! I know, I know, I know what's right!
Get Up And Jump
Get up and jump, get up and
jump, get up, get up, get up and jump Jump on up Jump on down
Just jump a jump a jump a jump a jump around Jump the day away
Jump all over town 'Cause jumpin' is O.K. in a jumpin' kinda way,
hey hey!
Jump a boy Jump a girl Jump a rope Jump for
joy Just don't stop jumpin' Keep your heart muscle pumpin'
Hillel be jumpin' on that little baby frumpkin Say what, You got a
pumpkin in your pants?
When you're just standing or sitting still
Think about the frogs gettin' a thrill Take a little lesson from
the kangaroos Don't you know they're jumpin' foos, jump you!
Jump a nun Jump a Jack Jump for fun Jump back
How's about us jumpin' in the sack? And now, it's time for a jump
attack
Get up and jump (x 8)
Jam Bob, Jim Bob, Slim Bob
Boogie To the tune of slima Billy Lookin' like you're mighty silly
Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants? Say what, You got a
pumpkin in your pants?
Mister Mexican jumpin' bean knows His
fun is skeaky clean Christ, how'd ya think that he got so clean?
Not from sittin' on his goddamn spleen. Get up!
Oh, I be
jumpin' I be jumpin' I be jumpin' alone I be jumpin' for the phone
I be jumpin' Misses Jones I really wanna jump on Kinski's bones
Get up and jump (x 8)
Get up and jump (x 8)
Jam Bob,
Jim Bob, Slim Bob Boogie To the tune of slima Billy Lookin' like
you're mighty silly Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants? Say
what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?
Why Don't You Love Me
Why don't you love me like you
used to do? How come you treat me like a worn out shue My hair's
still curly and my eyes are still blue So why don't you love me like
you used to do?
Why don't you spot me like you used to do?
When you whisper sweet nothings like you used to do I'm the same
old trouble that you've always been through So why don't you love me
like you used to do?
Why don't you be the way you used to be?
How come you fight so many fights with me Somebody changed, so
lemme give you a clue Why don't you love me like you used to do?
Why don't you say the things you used to say? How come you
treat me like a piece of clay My hair's still curly and my eyes are
still blue So why don't you love me like you used to do?
You
can't keep a lovin' and a huggin' and a kissin' and I don't know why...
We don't get near or further closer land of country mouths
I
don't love like a huggin' and a kissin' and I don't know why... We
don't get near or further closer land of country mouths Take the
ball...
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Green Heaven
About this planet, there is
something I know There's a very big difference between above and below
A friend foe, or bro, leave your body on the floor Let your spirit
fly away like the soul of a crow
Here, above land, man has laid
his plan And yes, it does include the Ku Klux Klan We got a
government so twisted and bent Bombs, tanks and guns is how our money
is spent We got V.D., heroin, greed and prostitution Tension,
aggravation, L. Ron Hubbard solution Not to mention hard-core chemical
pollution If you think you're just away, you're in a mental
institution And that's a heart felt shame 'Cause everyone's crazy,
everyone's the same So, why should only Larry, Curly and Moe be to
blame?
Time now to take you to a different place Where peace
lovin' whales flow through liquid outer space A groovin' and a
gliddin' as graceful as lace A never losing touch with the ocean's
embrace Diviner than the dolphin, that there is none 'Cause
dolphins just-a like to have a lot of fun No one tells 'em how their
life is run And no one points at them with a gun They have a lot
of love for every living creature The smile of a dolphin is a built in
feature They be movin' in schools but everyone's the teacher
Someday mister dolphin, I know I'm go'n to meet you
Back to
the land of the police man Where he does whatever he says he can
Including hating you because you're a Jew Or beating black ass,
that's nothing new Trigger happy cops, they just like to brawl
They use guns, clubs, gas, but that's not all They got puke,
ridden prisons and sex sick jails Fuck the poor, if you're rich you
pay the bail So support your police, support your local wars
That's the way to open economic doors Why do we do it? 'Cause the
president's a whore We assume the position to sell the ammunition
What the fuck? It's the american tradition Along with going
fishin' apple pies in the kitchen Isn't it bitchin' seeing dead men in
ditches?
Mommy Where's Daddy
Mommy, where's daddy?
Mommy, where's daddy?
Right here, girl... Sweet thing, you
look so sad Cheer up, don't you know your dad is bad Give daddy a
kiss, girl Oh, dad
There ain't no problem I can't face, 'cos
Your daddy's got a bigger bag of tricks Give daddy a kiss, girl
Oh, dad
Mommy, where's daddy? Mommy, where's daddy?
Come on, sit on your daddy's lap 'cos I'm the one who pats
your back Give daddy a kiss, girl Oh, dad
Lemme see now
where to begin Lemme start by tuckin' you in Give daddy a kiss,
girl Oh, dad
Mommy, where's daddy?
Out In LA
We're all a bunch of brothers
livin' in a cool way Along with six million others in this place
called L.A.
L.A. is the place, sets my mind ablaze For me,
it's a race through a cotton pickin' maze
The town makes me jump,
it's got a bunch of bad chicks Well sure, it's got some chumps but I
still get my kicks My body loves to scrump when I lick the ripe pick
Like a come on a thumb Poppin' hump, hump, hump, pop out
The action never stops, I'm as wild as can be 'Cause I'm
shooting for the top and my best friend is Flea Oom Chucka Willy knew
the balls to pop But he never met the Tree so he never be-bopped out
hop!
Antwan the Swan, from the pretty fish pond Was a bad
mother jumper, you could tell he was strong He war a cold paisley
jacket and a hellified hat And between his legs was a sweat young lass
He threw a hundred women up against the wall And he swore to
fear that he'd love 'em all By the time he got to ninety nine, he had
to stop Because that's when he thought that he heard a phone
Last night and the night before, I heard a Fop outside, then I
came in doors Freak out!
Now that I told you a little
something about the Flea A little something about the Tree, a little
something about me I can't leave you hangin' but my man Shermzy, he
swings the yang, he bangs the yang And now, it's time to hear him do
his playin', you better be burning Sherman!
We're all a bunch of
brothers livin' in a cool way Along with six million others in this
place called L.A.
Step out!
Police Helicopter
Aw!
Police helicopter
shot the sky Police helicopter landin' on my eye
Yeah!
Police helicopter takes a nose-dive Police helicopter, he
ain't shy
Yeah!
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Aaw!
You Always Sing The Same
You always sing You always
sing the You always sing the same