RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS - Death Of A Martian lyrics

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Death Of A Martian by Red Hot Chili Peppers

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 heads

And let the trumpets blow

Our girl is gone

God bless her little soul

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 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 mysteries.

Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters

Into 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 the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles...away...<br><br>Thanks to thudord