| It started when we were
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| little kids free spirits but
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| already tormented by our own hands
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| given to us by our parents we got together
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| and wrote on desks and slept in laundry
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| rooms near snowy mountains &slipped through
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| whatever cracks we can find minds altered
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| we didn’t falter in portraying hysterical
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| and tragic characters in a smog filled
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| universe we loved the dirty city and the
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| journeys away from it we had not yet been
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| or seen our friends selves chase tails round
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| and round in downward spiral leaving trail
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| of irretrievable vital life juice behind still
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| the brothersbloodcomradespartnerfamilycuzz
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| was impenetrable
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| and we lived inside it laughing with no clothes
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| and everything experimental 'till death was
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| upon us in our face mortality and
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| lots of things seemed futile then but
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| love and music can save us and did while
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| the giant grey monster grew more poisoned
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| and volatile around us jaws cl&ing down
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| and spewing ugly shit around nothing
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| is the same so we keep moving.
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| Went off and got some hair cuts
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| Lookin’wild &got all drugged up Hopped a train into the night
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| Got a ride with a transvestite
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| Two boys in San Francisco
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| Two boys in San Francisco
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| Blasted off in a bart bathroom
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| Those coppers woke us up Motherfuckers woke us up Two young brothers on a hover craft
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| Telepathics love and belly laughs
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| Storm the stage of Universal
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| Slim shine talk box go subversal
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| Papa’s proud and so he sent us Pounding hearts full and relentless
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| Two boys in London, England
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| Two boys in London, England
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| Climbing out of hostel windows
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| Wearing gear so out but in though
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| Come on kid and do the no no Two young brothers on a hover craft
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| Telepathics, love and belly laughs
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| We went to Fairfax High School
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| Jumped off buildings into their pools
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| We’d sit down and grease at Canters
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| Run like hell they can’t catch us Two boys in L.A. proper
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| Two boys in L.A. proper
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| Stealin’anything that we could
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| Gotta sneak into the Starwood
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| Gotta peak into the deep good
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| I remember 10 years ago
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| in Hollywood we did some good
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| and we did some real bad stuff
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| but the Butthole Surfers
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| always said it’s better to regret
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| Something you did
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| than something you didn’t do We were young and we were looking for the deep kick…
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| seen 'em come seen
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| 'em
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| go |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deep Kick, artist - Red Hot Chili Peppers. Album song The Studio Album Collection 1991-2011, in the genre Иностранный рок