Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Subterranean Homesick Blues, artist - Red Hot Chili Peppers. Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
Subterranean Homesick Blues |
| Johnny’s in the basement mixing up the medicine |
| I’m on the pavement thinking about the goverment |
| the man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off, |
| says he’s got a bad cough: wants to get it paid off |
| God knows when but you’re doin’it again! |
| you better duck down the alleyway lookin’for a new friend |
| the man in the coonskin cap by the big pen |
| wants eleven dollar bills: you only got ten |
| Look out, kid |
| Look out, kid, it’s somethin’that you did |
| Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid |
| Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot |
| talkin’at the heat put plants in the bed but |
| the phone’s tapped anyway, maggie says that many say |
| they must bust in early may |
| orders from the D.A. |
| Walk on your tip toes, don’t try no doz |
| better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose |
| keep a clean nose, watch the plain clothes |
| you don’t need a weather man to know which way the wind blows |
| Look out, kid |
| Look out, kid, it’s somethin’that you did |
| Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid |
| Looks to me like you did |
| a little to much hittin’kid |
| you should’ve took it to the bridge |
| before you started to skid |
| Look out, kid |
| the good god willin', we’ll bebop to Bob Dylan |
| chillin’em, thrillin’em, and red hot killin’em |
| killin’em |
| Get sick, get well, hand around a ink well |
| ring bell, hard to tell if anything is goin’to sell |
| try hard, get barred, get back, write braille |
| get jailed, jump bail, join the army, if you fail |
| But users, cheaters, six time losers |
| hand around the theatres |
| girl by the whirlpool lookin’for a new fool |
| don’t follow leaders, watch the parkin’meters |
| Look out, kid |
| Look out, kid, it’s somethin’that you did |
| Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid |