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...
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 'Cause 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 '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 (X8)
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 (X8)
Get up and jump (X8)
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...
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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?
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.
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 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 ! (BIS)
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 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 ! (BIS)
If you don't believe me you can ask John Doe 'Cause his heart is made of glory and his voice is make 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 !
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
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
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
And Stevie knows that, uh, nobody's gonna bring me down Till I reach the highest ground. 'Cause me 'n' Stevie, see, we're gonna be a sailin' on the funky sound Till I reach the highest ground. Bustin' out, and I'll break you out, 'cause I'm sailin' on Till I reach the highest ground Just, uh, sailin' on, sailin' on the higher ground Till I reach the highest ground
Step right up and listen please You're gonna get it with the greatest of ease Well, 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 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 As we leave our trailer spots Well, outer space is lots of dots This axis bold as love you see comes and goes too easily This axis bold as love you see comes and goes too easily
Space is king or so I sing, subway to Venus (BIS)
Once aboard and feeling smooth Like a liquid you will ooze Into a state of mind that soothes Aw! be my quest inside my groove 'Cause what I've got to give to you Is gonna make you wanna boogalulu I'll 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 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 (BIS)
'Cause what I've got to give to you Is gonna make you wanna boogalulu I'll 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 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
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 intact
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 fuck
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 intact
M-A-G-I-C ... M-A-G-I-C ...
Lakers are the team that I watch on the telly 'Cause they've got more moves than a bowl of jelly The Buck stops here -pops- then cheers A roar through the forum that deafens my ears The one and only know Of 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 gonna make rubble
Does anybody want some Magic Johnson ? (x4)
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 intact
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 life I cut you with my knife Bleeding to the tune of Dolly Dagger
She's stone cold bush (BIS)
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 its 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 (BIS)
She's stone cold bush yea And baby that's alright She's stone cold bush yea And that's alright with me
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
