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Uncensored – Red Hot Chili Peppers Liedtexte

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Hier findet ihr die Liedtexte von dem Album Uncensored von den Red Hot Chili Peppers!

    1
    Blackeyed Blonde
    Pumpin' the blood through the heart of New Orleans
    She's the mystic heat of the Bourbon street dream
    She's just made out of flesh and bones

    But let me tell you little boy
    You better leave her alone
    Leroy Brown thought he was bad too
    'Till she left him floatin' in the old bayou

    She's the kind of girl
    She's built like a bomb
    She's the blackeyed blackeyed
    Blackeyed blond, get down!

    That blackeyed beauty with the golden crotch
    French electric sex a cock shocking swamp fox
    Heaten queen of sleeze she's hot to box

    But let me tell you little boy
    She'll clean your clock
    A slick and sly spy
    Stuck in the muck of the moat

    Blew his mind to find a diamond in the boat
    Double-o-dooms day for Mr. James Bond
    She's the blackeyed blackeyed
    Blackeyed blond, Get down!

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    You Always Sing the Same

    You always sing
    You always sing the
    You always sing the same

    (Repeat 6 times)



    Subway to Venus


    Step right up and listen please
    You're gonna get it with the greatest of ease
    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
    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
    This axis bold as love you see comes and goes so easily
    Space is king or so I sing, subway to venus
    Once aboard and feeling smooth
    Like a liquid you will ooze
    Into a state of mind that soothes
    Aw be my quest inside my grove
    Cause what I've got to give to you
    Is gonna 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
    Space is king or so I sing, subway to venus
    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
    Space is king or so I sing, subway to venus


    2


    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
    'Cos I know what's right!

    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!

    3
    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?

    4


    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?

    5
    Out in L.A.
    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!

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    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!
    Aw!

    [Repeats]

    6
    Good Time Boys
    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 our 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
    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 that 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
    If you don't believe me you can ask john doe
    'Cause his heart is made of glory and his voice is made 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
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    Higher Ground

    Magic Johnson
    L.A. Lakers fast break makers
    Kinds of the court shake and bake all takers
    Back to back is a bad ass fact a claim that remains in tact
    M-a-g-i-see see you on the court
    Buck has come to play his way and his way is to thwart
    M-a-g-i-see 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 in tact
    Lakers are the team that I watch on the telly
    Cause they got more moves
    That a bowl full of jelly
    The buck stops here - pops - then cheers
    A roar through the forum
    That deafens my ears
    The one and only know if 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 going to make rubble
    Does anybody want some Magic Johnson
    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 in tact

    7
    Nobody Weird Like Me

    Pretty Little Ditty

    Punk Rock Classic
    I'm a radio Joe of the biz called show
    I'm a rockin' popstar with a get up and go
    Rubbin' elbows with the big wigs at my sold out shows
    I've been on every cover even rolling stone

    Put us on MTV
    All we really need
    Begging on our knees
    Please, please, please, please, please

    Conforming to the norm straight out of the mold
    Compromising each and every ounce of soul
    I'm a doin' anything for the records of gold
    I only want what I can hold

    Put us on MTV
    All we really need
    Begging on our knees
    Please, please, please, please, please

    We know that we'll never be better than
    Mister slick superstar David Letterman
    I promise we'll be perfect gentlemen
    Just put us on the show you'll regret us then

    Put us on MTV
    All we really need
    Begging on our knees
    Please, please, please, please, please

    Thank you very much be sure to label us
    We wouldn't want to cause a ruckus or a fuss
    AOR, CHR, top forty or bust

    Put us on MTV
    All we really need
    Begging on our knees
    Please, please, please, please, please

    What I am is a picture on the TV screen
    Don't make waves don't make a scene
    What I say when I play isn't worth a bean
    I'm a video Joe in an industry

    Put us on MTV
    All we really need
    Begging on our knees
    Please, please, please, please, please

    Sexy Mexican Maid

    Stone Cold Bush
    he'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
    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 it's alright
    You've got no secrets to tell
    But when you smoke that rock and suck that cock

    You do it oh so well
    She's stone cold bush
    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
    She's stone cold bush

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