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01 Dani California 02 Snow ((Hey Oh)) 03 Charlie 04 Stadium Arcadium 05 Hump de Bump 06 She’s Only 18 07 Slow Cheetah JUPITER 08 Torture Me 09 Strip My Mind 10 Especially In Michigan 11 Warlocks 12 C’mon Girl 13 Wet Sand 14 Hey DANI CALIFORNIA SNOW ((HEY OH)) Getting born in the state of Mississippi Come to decide that the things that I tried Papa was a copper Were in my life just to get high on And Mama was a hippie When I sit alone come get a little more known In Alabama she would swing a hammer But I need more than myself this time Price you gotta pay when you break the panorama Step from the road to the sea to the sky And I do believe what we rely on She never knew that there was Anything more than poor When I lay it on Come get to play it on What in the world does your All my life to sacrifice Company take me for Hey oh listen what I say oh Black bandana sweet Louisiana I got your Robbin' a bank in the state of Indiana Hey oh listen what I say oh She’s a runner, rebel and a stunner When will I know that I really can’t go On her merry way sayin’ To the well one more time to decide on Baby watcha gonna When it’s killing me Looking down the barrel of a When will I really see Hot metal 45 All that I need to look inside Just another way to survive Come to believe that I better not leave California rest in peace Before I get my chance to ride Simultaneous release California show me your teeth When it’s killing me She’s my priestess; I’m your priest What do I really need All that I need to look inside She’s a lover baby and a fighter Shoulda seen it comin’ when The more I see the less I know It got a little brighter The more I like to let it go…hey oh With a name like Dani California Deep beneath the cover of another perfect The day was gonna come wonder When I was gonna mourn ya Where it’s so white as snow A little loaded she was Privately divided by a world so undecided Stealin’ another breath And there’s nowhere to go I love my baby to death In beneath the cover of another Who knew the other side of you perfect wonder Who knew what others died to prove Where it’s so white as snow Too true to say goodbye to you Too true to say say say Running through a field where all my tracks will Be concealed and there is nowhere to go Push the fader, gifted animator One for the now and eleven for the later When to descend to amend for a friend All the channels that have broken down Never made it up to Minnesota North Dakota man was a gunnin’ Now you bring it up For the quota I’m gonna ring it up Just to hear you sing it out Down in the Badlands She was savin’ the best for last Step from the road to the sea to the sky And I do believe what we rely on It only hurts when I laugh Gone too fast When I lay it on Come get to play it on All my life to sacrifice CHARLIE STADIUM ARCADIUM SLOW CHEETAH All aboard ……stitch in time Bells around St. Petersburg Livin’ in a citadel Waking up dead inside of my head Get yours……got mine When I saw you It’s hard enough to be yourself Will never never do there is no med In a minute……I’ll be there Waiting for the bell to toll No medicine to take Sit tight……get square I hope I get what you deserve And I am wide awake now You could do at the hippodrome And this is where I find I’ve had a chance to be insane Slide back…...trombone Workin’ the beat as we speak Asylum from the falling rain Anybody got a TV tome Smoke surrounds your perfect face Working the belle du monde I’ve had a chance to break That’s right…….unknown And I’m falling Believe in the havoc we wreak Believin’, is that so wrong It’s so bad it’s got to be good When I pick up on that smell Pushing a broom out into space Can I get my co-dependent Mysterious girl misunderstood Pick it up and run like hell And this is where I find a way Dressed like a wedding cake Little woman save me some Must have been a hundred miles Better get up on your run The stadium arcadium Any of a hundred styles Any other day and I might play A mirror to the moon It’s not about the smile you wear A funeral march for Bonnie Brae So much more than I’m forming I’m warming But the way we make out Why try and run away Charlie’s wakin’ me State of the art To my core and Until the clouds come crashing When I was an all-aloner Slow cheetah come Charlie’s shakin’ me Nothin’ but a two beach comber Before my forest And tell my story Stranger things have happened Anybody seen the sky? Looks like it’s on today And Charlie’s makin’ me Both before and after noon I’m wide awake now And Charlie’s makin’ me smile I’m forming I’m warming Slow cheetah come Oh oh now Pushing myself It’s so euphoric And no I don’t mind asking SHE’S ONLY 18 No matter what they say Now Everybody……Do the twist I know a girl Get the message……on Flea’s fist She’s only 18 Alone inside my forest room Don’t like the Rolling Stones She worked in a store Move around like a scientist And it’s storming She knew not what Lay down……get kissed She took a short cut To being fully grown Her life was for Big picture and it never lies I never thought I’d be in bloom She barely knew her name Big daddy……will advise But this is where I start She’s got that mood ring Eveready……in disguise A little sister rose They tried to tell her Sunset………sunrise Derelict days and the stereo plays The smell of Springsteen She would never be For the all night crowd A pair of pantyhose As happy as the girl My heart……your skin That it cannot phase In the magazine This love……I’m in And I’m calling She bought it with her pay We don’t arrive without a surprise This talking picture show You’re right………I’m wrong Tedious weeds that the media breeds Is leaking from a silhouette Everyone has Be free…………belong But the animal gets what the animal needs She said my man you know So much to say Intimate sight has come in to light And I’m sorry It’s time to get your fingers wet They talk talk talk Your hustle’s busted when Their lives away All I ever wanted to And this is where I find You can’t afford a cigarette Don’t even hesitate Was pick it up and run with you The last I heard from you Slip into a summer spell Rays of dust that wrap around You were screaming “handle it” Walking on down Double up and run like hell Your citizen To the burial ground Knock the world right off its feet It’s a very old dance Kind enough to disavow And straight onto its head With a merry old sound And this is where I stand The book of love will Looks like it’s on today Long be laughing after you are dead Fascinated by the look of you HUMP DE BUMP And what was said Make a play for all the 40 detectives this week Brightest minds and light will shed 40 detectives strong Takin’ a stroll down Love Street I heard some P-Funk Strollin’ is that so wrong Out on the road again Can I get my co-defendant To get your head shrunk Is what I recommend Hump de bump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bop It’s in your bloodline Hump de bump doop bodu A perfect Frankenstein Out on that lone pine Bump de hump doop bodu I’m gonna make you mine Hump de bomp doop bop Bump de hump doop bodu It’s understood you wrap Your voodoo right around my neck Bump bump You’ve got some glitter on your Kitty at the discotheque Listen to me what I said I put my lovin’ in your oven Try to get it through your head Not a head to check A little bit of circumstance The last I heard from you A chance to make out You were screaming “resurrect” TORTURE ME ESPECIALLY WARLOCKS IN MICHIGAN Because I’m happy to be sad Warlocks in wonderland I want it all I want it bad Life is my friend I’ve gotta megatropolis in my hand Oh-oh–it’s what I know Rake it up to take it in And a…subterranean marching band Wrap me in your cinnamon Makin’ noise for the boys in the Vatican A vintage year for pop I hear Especially in Michigan And a The middle of the end is near ......well I could be your friend A little package and off we go Torture me and torture me White clouds I’m in Oh…..ticky ticky tackita tic tac toe It’s forcin’ me so torture me A mitten full of fisherman I know….everybody’s Eskimo Torture me with sorcery C’mon Huckleberry Finn We’ve got another thing coming It’s forcin’ me so torture me Show me how to make her grin And that’s our show….well ........well I’m in Michigan All the leaves are turning brown Every night I go looking for you The wind is pushing me around Cry me a future Everyone in the world adores you Let’s go—it’s what I know Where the revelations run amok A little pocket of something kind Ladies and gentlemen To find your reason The will of God is standing still Lions and tigers come running Coming up on it everyday for Brazilian children get their fill Just to steal your luck Look at me and it’s what I stay for Let’s go..

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