This is the last song off of the five Grammy Award winner album "Stadium Arcadium" by Red Hot Chili Peppers, no 14 on the "Mars" disk.
Lyrics:
Bear paws and rascal power
watching us in your garage
Big girl, you ate the neighbor,
the nova is over
Wake up and play,
Balleradio
Make room for Clara's bare feet,
the love of a Martian
Tick-tock and waiting for the meteor
This clock is opening another door
Lots of love, just keep it comin',
making something out of nothin' (These are the best that I)
I don't know how to say, losin' what I love today (These are the best that I)
Lots of love just keep it comin',
making something out of nothin' (These are the best that I)
I don't know what to say, look at what I lost today (And these are the things that I)
Blood flowers in the kitchen,
signing off and winding down
This Martian ends her mission,
the nova is over
She caught the ball
by the mission bell
Chase lizards, bark at donkeys,
the love of a Martian
Let's bow our head and let the trumpets blow
Our girl is gone, God, bless her little soul
Lots of love, just keep it comin',
making something out of nothin' (These are the best that I)
I don't know how to say,
losin' what I love today (These are the best that I)
Lots of love just keep it comin',
making something out of nothin' (These are the best that I)
I don't know what to say,
look at what I lost today (And these are the things that I)
She's got a sword in case though this is not her lord in case the one who can't afford to face her image is restored to grace. Disappeared. No trace. Musky tears. Suitcase. The down turn brave little burncub bearcareless turnip snare rampages pitch color pages...down and out but not in Vegas. Disembarks and disengages. No loft. Sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude for the sniffing black noses that snort and allude to the dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink its. It's for you. Blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by duck muscles and bottlenosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show. It's a beehive barrel race. A shehive stare and chase wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her. Embossed beneath a box in the closet that's lost. The kind that you find when you mind your own business. Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters into the newmorning milk blanket. Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay. get your broom and sweep echoes of yesternights fallen freckles...AWAY!!!
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Death of a Martian
from the 2006 release Stadium Arcadium
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