Lyrics

Californication
Red Hot Chili Pepers

Album: Californication

Psychic spies from China
Try to steal your mind elation
Little girls from Sweden
Dream of silver screen quotations
And if you want these kind of dreams
Its Californication

It’s the edge of the world
And all of western civilization
The sun may rise in the east
At least it settles in a final location
It’s understood that Hollywood
Sells Californication

Pay your surgeon very well
To break the signs of aging
Celebrity skin is this your chin
Or is it war your waging

First born unicorn
Hard core soft porn
Dream of Californication
Dream of Cailfornication

Marry me girl be the fairy to my world
Be my very won constellation
A teenage bride with a baby inside
Getting high on information
And but me a star on the boulevard
It’s Californication

Space may be the final frontier
But it’s made in a Hollywood basement
Cobain can you hear the spheres
Singing songs off station to station
And Alderon’s not far away
It’s Californication

Born and raised by those who praise
Control of population everybody’s been there and
I don’t mean on vacation

First born unicorn
Hard core soft porn
Dream of Californication
Dream of Cailfornication

Destruction leads to a very rough road
But it also breeds creation
And earthquakes are to a girl’s guitar
They are just another good vibration
And tidal waves couldn’t save the world
From Califonication

Pay your sugeon very well
To break the signs of aging
Sicker then the rest
There is no test
But this is what you’re craving

First born unicorn
Hard core soft porn
Dream of Californication
Dream of Cailfornication

Heaven and Hell
U2

Once you get a chance
You come to baby
Right back, you call me down
Used to think you wanted nothing to do
Was to say nothing at all


You went like the one time
A two time
You're back, and me
Drop off the back seat
Of a bad car
Where finders
Came alone


Bono: »F«

Wishing her out of my life
Wishing her...


What am I to do
Came a talk to street
And a time that you listen
Don't you beg the time on me


They said you oughta call her back
I wanna, but afraid to say
I won't hang up on you baby, child
Nothing feels like this before


Here in in my life
Yeah in heaven and hell
Baby you're heaven and hell
Heaven and hell


Bono: »F«


Oh, heaven and hell


All the time...


Want a chance to hold you
Want a chance to kill
I want a chance to keep you awake at night
When the sunlight burns through your love


But you can't always get
Everything you want
You take cards from all under the table
You're heaven, heaven and hell


Baby you're heaven...heaven and hell
Yeah, you're heaven...heaven and hell


Cover me...


Bono: »E!«


Bono: »Okay organ. Just organ.«


Darkness...
You light up my darkness
You light up my darkness
And open up...


Bono: »F«

Bono: »Organ.«

Bono: »This time when we come in, come in a little bit quietly. Not the drums, but everyone else.«

Heaven...

Hotel California
Eagles


On a dark desert Highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night

There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely face)
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat,
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had this spirit
here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely face)
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here,
of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax', said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive,
You can check out any time you like,
but you can never leave'.