Lyrics Open/Close - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Open/Close

So we were down in Brazil and, man, that place is wild
We were in Rio de Janeiro, and uh, we had this, this sort of, uh,
security-guard type guy and he was supposed to take us around
I said «Hey, could, you know, could you take us to the, the favelas and show us
the prostitution, and the drug deals, and the night fights, and the you know,
the street life of your town?»
And he said «Sure.»
So we, we pull up to this hooker and she’s wearing some
kind of a, a bright green miniskirt, and it turns out it’s a transsexual
And he says «Get over here!»
And she comes over and she thinks she’s busted,
but she’s not busted.
Naw, she’s not busted, he just wanted to smack her on
the ass a few times and say, «Hey, what’s up, girl?»
Get out of bed and I clear up my head and
I don’t want to go but I do it instead
We are dreams within a dream
Get into bed and I turn off my head
And I started to float, was it something she said?
We’re all dreams within a dream
So I remember we got our driver’s license, and my friend Hillel had this little
Datsun painted green, and…
Hollywood would get so crazy in the winter.
The rains would come and the hills
would just kind of melt down into the city lights
And, well, you know, we’d smoke weed and we’d go up in the hills,
and we’d listen to progressive rock music, and just kind of trip out and…
Well, we would dream, you know.
We would dream, and we would talk about what
we wanted to do, and we would talk about girls and music.
And, you know,
Hillel wanted to be a rock star, and I didn’t even know what that was.
I was like, «Whatever you want to do, man, I’m coming with you,
I’m right with you my friend.»
Get out of bed and I clear up my head and
I don’t want to go but I do it instead
We are dreams within a dream
Get into bed and I turn off my head
And I started to float, was it something she said?
We’re all dreams within a dream
Why in the world would you want it to be?
Why would you want to take it so, so literally?
All these things that come down from the sky, raining upon your head,
make you stop and wonder why, ah!
Can’t they just spell it out, make it clear, make it easy to read for the
simple man like me?
I don’t think so
I reach out to my family and I say, «It's not about religion and the God
sitting in a chair in the sky with a punishing hand, no, it’s about heaven in
your heart.»
Now when can we start?
I wanna choose love instead of fear, won’t you come right now, over here,
and be a part of my, ah…
Let me make it easier this time, I love you