Hometown Gypsy Lyrics (I’m With You B-Side)
Lyrics in Anthony Kiedis’ handwriting and final song lyrics with additions and references.
Drivin’ up the coast
To find a version of the truth
Left the backdoor swinging
Like a dirty little sleuth
The truth is I have never
Felt half this alive
Now it’s time to dance
Upon the grave called 45
Jacked up on some Kerouac
And surely bullet proof
The girl who taught me what to do
Was missing her front tooth
Gentle as a storm
Inside your mental health
I wanna find the answer
But I just can’t find myself
I say so long
To the way I played
The way I played
Inside of yesterday
Hey let’s run around
The great escape
From out of my hometown
Later I would look for love
Inside a woman’s dorm
A couch to keep me humble
And her breath to keep me warm
Ophelia was the girl
That I was feeling for
Come to realize
It was me who was the whore
A captain lost himself
Inside a 40 year old skull
The drink of choice was knowledge
And we always wanted more
Drunken sailors
Seeking their Geronimo
Instead they found the things
That they really didn’t wanna know
I say so long
To the way I played
The way I played
Inside of yesterday
Hey let’s run around
The great escape
From out of my hometown
Country roads
Would never let me stay
The way I played
Inside of yesterday
A devil’s growl and cat’s meow
Were blended into one
Termites called suburbanites
Were eating all the fun
A juggernaut of comedy
And blasphemy
I wanna stop the madness
But I think it has to be
I say so long
To the way I played
The way I played
Inside of yesterday
Hey let’s run around
The great escape
From out of my hometown
(Added to final song)
Country roads
Would never let me stay
The way I played
Inside of yesterday
Hey let’s run around
The great escape
From out of my hometown
*References (Thanks to Spion on the Forum)
“Now it’s time to dance Upon the grave called 45”
Reference to the band 45 Grave. RHCP Covered Black Cross at Hyde Park in 2004.
“Jacked up on some Kerouac and surely bullet proof”
Reference to Jack Kerouac, american novelist.
The truth is I have never
Felt half this alive
Now it’s time to dance
Upon the grave called 45
Jacked up on some Kerouac
And surely bullet proof
The girl who taught me what to do
Was missing her front tooth
Gentle as a storm
Inside your mental health
I wanna find the answer
But I just can’t find myself
I say so long
To the way I played
The way I played
Inside of yesterday
Hey let’s run around
The great escape
From out of my hometown
Later I would look for love
Inside a woman’s dorm
A couch to keep me humble
And her breath to keep me warm
Ophelia was the girl
That I was feeling for
Come to realize
It was me who was the whore
A captain lost himself
Inside a 40 year old skull
The drink of choice was knowledge
And we always wanted more
Drunken sailors
Seeking their Geronimo
Instead they found the things
That they really didn’t wanna know
I say so long
To the way I played
The way I played
Inside of yesterday
Hey let’s run around
The great escape
From out of my hometown
Country roads
Would never let me stay
The way I played
Inside of yesterday
A devil’s growl and cat’s meow
Were blended into one
Termites called suburbanites
Were eating all the fun
A juggernaut of comedy
And blasphemy
I wanna stop the madness
But I think it has to be
I say so long
To the way I played
The way I played
Inside of yesterday
Hey let’s run around
The great escape
From out of my hometown
(Added to final song)
Country roads
Would never let me stay
The way I played
Inside of yesterday
Hey let’s run around
The great escape
From out of my hometown
*References (Thanks to Spion on the Forum)
“Now it’s time to dance Upon the grave called 45”
Reference to the band 45 Grave. RHCP Covered Black Cross at Hyde Park in 2004.
“Jacked up on some Kerouac and surely bullet proof”
Reference to Jack Kerouac, american novelist.
Red Hot Chili Peppers B-Side - The Sunset Sleeps Lyrics
Lyrics in Anthony Kiedis’ handwriting and final song lyrics with additions and omissions.
Floozies at the rainbow
Superstars that won’t get far
Who is who that we know
Coochie coo is at the bar
Do you really love
Do you love do you love
Do you want to make the call
We all long, we all fall
Shoelace for the sirens
Groupies and the tyrants ply
Do you really want
Do you want do you want
Do you want to have it all
We all long, we all fall
I’m so tired
Well I get by
But I could use a few
I’m so tired
That I slept
Along the way
Suitcase of perception
Rhinestones and redemption cries
(Omitted from final song)
Feast your eyes on stardom
A sacred strip that never lies
Do you really love
Do you love do you love
Do you want to make the call
We all long, we all fall
I’m so tired
The sun beats down
Upon my lonely face
I’m so tired
That I slept
Along the way
Do you really love
Do you love do you chase
Do you take this town today
We all long, we all face
(Added to final song)
I’m so tired
Well I get by
But I could use a few
And I’m so tired
That I slept
Along the way
The sun beats down
Upon my lonely face
A perfect world
with all its perfect places
I could use a few
For just in cases
And I’m so tired
That I slept
Along the way
My tendency
For dependency
Is offending me
It’s upending me
I’m pretending see
To be strong and free
From my dependency
It’s warping me
