Break on through to the other side.
Break on through to the other side.
Cancel my subscription to the resurrection.
Welcome to the jungle.
This is beginning to hurt – this is beginning to be serious.
Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light? Or just another lost angel, city of night.
Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun, nothing left to do but run, run, run.
If you see me getting high, knock me down – I’m not bigger than life.
Say it ain’t so – your drug is a heart breaker.
It’s understood that Hollywood sells Californication.
Hello, I love you, won’t you tell me your name?
All systems go! Soon the world will know the fury of attack – feel the wrath of the super rad.
End of passion play, crumbling away, I’m your source of self-destruction.
What I’ve got, you’ve got to get it, put it in you. Reeling with the feeling, don’t stop, continue.
Let it roll, all night long.
Exit light, enter night. Take my hand – we’re off to never never land.
I’m questioning my sanity.
You keep on telling me these pretty lies, well I’m just a man and want you instead of the drugs that get me high.
The soft parade has now begun – listen to the engines hum.
I’m going for a walk, not the after dinner kind. I’m gonna use my hands, nd I’m gonna use my mind.
Lord knows I’m weak – won’t somebody get me off this reef?
Please don’t hate me because I’m trendy – they’re not gonna laugh at me again.
This is the city that’ll make all your dreams come true, so pay attention.
There’s no need for violence against your fellow man. We must live together in this corrupted land.
I’m half the man I used to be.
All people in the dance will agree that we’re well qualified to represent the L.B.C.
It’s a dead man’s party, who could ask for more? Everybody’s coming, leave your body at the door.
I’ve got myself in a masochistic hold, why don’t you let go? Shake it off just to redirect my flow, come on, let’s go.
‘Cause I’m a 21st century digital boy. I don’t know how to read, but I’ve got a lot of toys.
They are the moron brothers, don’t get along with others.
On an island in the sun, we’ll be playing and having fun.
Wouldn’t it be nice?
Everybody needs somebody, you’re not the only one.
When I am down and I am blue all I have to do is close my eyes and think of you – and the world is new.
Wrapped around your finger but I think my time has come, but I never can be too sure ’cause I like to have a little fun.
Oh, make me over, I’m all I wanna be – a walking study in demonology.
You’re always saying, it’s so easy.
Let’s shoot the moon.
I’m Miss World, watch me break and watch me burn.
When I got the music, I got a place to go.
This is such a pity. We should give all our love to each other, not this hate that destroys us.
Meet me at the coffee shop – we can dance like Iggy Pop.
I heard you think you’re bulletproof.
You don’t have to answer me, you don’t have to call me back. Your phone’s off the hook, but you’re not.
You gotta keep ’em separated.
A time for love, a time for hate, a time for peace, I swear it’s not too late.
There’s nothing new, no one I want to talk to, nothing I want to think about, I got soul doubt.
In the jingle jangle morning, I’ll come following you.
Get out of my way or I might shove.
We’re the renegades of funk.
Too much walking, shoes worn thin. Too much trippin’ and my soul’s worn thin.