The
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Hoo,
Lord !
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
'cos
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
'cos
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...
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
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
'Cos
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!
I
know, I know, I know what's right!
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
'cos
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
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
Get
up and jump
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 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...
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
'Cos
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?
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?
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
'Cos
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!
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!
Aaw!
You
always sing
You
always sing the
You
always sing the same
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