Red Hot Chili Peppers - Quixoticelixer lyrics

Kick back a little just to watch and see
Gettin' sicker by the minute with debauchery
Whatever your pleasure I'm your punk
On the brink of sinkin' baby
But not yet sunk
How I listened, low when you told me
That I was all you had to hold
I wish it were so when you told me
That you were solid gold

Gravity-free is she, look at her
Highness on a mattress full of anti matter
You never left a very mellow impression
Your smell or your go to hell expression
Quixoticelixer might
But it probably will not fix your bite
Tell me now, tell me how did I get
Your lipstick on my kite?

I love this weather, it's a perfect storm
(Come back, come back, hey la la)
Just keep it comin' in it's perfect form
(Come back, come back, hey la la)
I love this weather 'cause it keeps me warm
(Come back, come back, hey la la)
Just keep it comin' in it's perfect form
(Come back)

Everyday depression in a beautiful dress
Oh, lady made a beautiful mess I guess
Dedicated mind in a medicated state
Is a highly overrated fate
Terrible is a soul, when she told me
That there is such a thing
Do you know that you glow when you go
From winter into spring

I love this weather, it's a perfect storm
(Come back, come back, hey la la)
Just keep it comin' in it's perfect form
(Come back, come back, hey la la)
I love this weather 'cause it keeps me warm
(Come back, come back, hey la la)
Just keep it comin' in it's perfect form
(Come back)

The madder the boy, the sadder the song
That's a wicked fate but the sick get strong
Mad boy, sad song
A wicked fate, but the sick get strong
Nobody's right and everyone's wrong
I refuse to punt on fourth and long
Mad boy, sad song
Wicked fate but the sick get

Kick back a little just to watch and see
Gettin' sicker by the minute with debauchery
Whatever your pleasure I'm your punk
On the brink of sinkin' baby
But not yet sunk
How I listened, low when you told me
That I was all you had to hold
I wish it was so when you told me
That you were solid gold

I swear to god I could not hurt you
I've got to be inside your virtue
I can't contain my urge to search you
I stand before then there's no curfew
I long to be inside your virtue
My heart is swollen when I search you
I swear to god I could not hurt you (no)
My heart is swollen when I search you (no)
I swear to god I could not hurt you (no)
I swear to god I could not hurt you (no)
I've got to be inside your virtue (no)
I can't contain my urge to search you (no)