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This is just a coment left here with the sole purpose of leaving a mark in this gem. If i ever have to leave this world, i know youtube will be like a stone where you carve your nave with a knife. So this is my mark. <3 , with love, johnny.

The ghost of Yoko made a ghost time machine and went back to when she was still living to just fuck with everybody by possessing John Frusciante for some of his solo songs

"🎶 Fell in a hole downtown, I'm sinking in the mud, fell in a hole downtown, boots washed with all the crud 🎶"

Reverse guitar is as addictive as vocoder and Uni Vibe (if done right)

I think GG Allin , his acoustic stuff like this room , "kinda vibes"

whenever i hear this song i wonder how he made it out alive. this is genuinely the saddest song i’ve ever heard. haunting.

i would run to you and flow into a cloud while running away into you

celestial

Esto suena más a los Red Hot Chili Peppers que los actuales Red Hot Chili Peppers.

Got that Battle of Evermore Vibe to it.

For Lovingly, Toni

BUT I KNOW YOUR FACCCCE IS ALL OUT OF PLACE

Yoko would love this

I think this is one of the best songs ever made (opinion)

Almost 30 years later, still the most imaginative and eccentric album I've heard. Takes me back to being a teenager.

Taken. To the depths, and slowly can I feel my own breath again. Take me again, to a plateau, let me catch my breath and live in it.

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dark…..

1:35 funny sound

ladt half is fire wow

First line has the melody of "hold me closer, tiny dancer"

What artist could be this great and fucked up at the same time? That’s a short list

AND IF YOU SEEEE MEEEEE ROAMING THE HILLSIDEEEEE WONT YOU COME AAALOOOOONG?

3:25 Is what I'd like to hear before I die.

Icicles No-one's fed in cycles led by cycles dead Ask to shine the flag Love is distance and blue sits like apples bite And flows through our hands I said "Hi" to a man who shot his sister Panned through the station And jumped in front of a train Said "I'm a bit confused to meet you" Life's what scissors do to a day So their smile paves the way Sand drips with waves And clouds my head 'cause I'm a fortune fellas bed And I'm the tunes played by the goons Who ride a fairy's wombs And stole the road the other way And sold tomorrow to yesterday and I know the feeling of pushing you out of a building Tiny people pulsating hit the sky Still the ground got up and wiped your face You expected to fly, wind up your misfortune Sling 'em to a Maître d' Who wears dead butterflies on his face And is hoping to grow wings He really wants to tell you "Hey give your tears to today" Grind yourself souvenirs under your stolen years Under your pocket Your hands getting numb, been hurt in grinds jive Do the avenues that seem to meet defeat you? Did you ever try to hug the sky, behind your head? I walked forever sightseeing a screen Shuffled a mean green ping Dives head first into a hole in the water Drives side to side like a floating machine Dove dancing to a fable told to a sea of disintegration Crawl to a celebration of dirt that leaves the taste of wine Sucked from a hair that digs into the darkness Full of the fair that my head rides I slide your kind through a ladder Hanging on a star Stray close so far Away from the climb A tape like section, of introspection To rewind would be to recline Hit the pounds underlying gently Ride on the side Tell your problems to zero He's got nothing to hide

A dove is a glove That I wear on my heart And though I'd like to dress smart It doesn't have any part of the world of fashion And you're there to put me down And I'm sick of the frowns that follow me around I would like the sky, but there's no reason why I should say to this world with the nose of a girl It's turned up so loud that it erases the clouds I've never been here and though you're physically near You're pushing me away to decay like the day that I loved There is a girl, blabbing nothing outside my window What do I have to show To a world that the only way to destroy Is to die like a baby boy I could be happy in infinity Of the space in my eyelid But I know I'm somewhere else Where the words on this page Would be the scribbling nonsense they are And it would be real And I eat my last meal Wish that I could feel But now I don't even know, if I'm real

Exclamations feel Before you set to conceal She loves the man you've told Did you see me flying in coach? Hey, sister, it's unreal The way I take it to the sky my automobile Could you show them the ten To hear about heaven's sins Your eyes take it to the sky Yellow and zebras Fly Fall Your skies taken to the flies And next is found west Feeling the best Hey-la Hey-la Hey-la

Uhh, shoot the date spines Does fine in the winter Occasionally fine Squint to feel sprite I've got blood on my neck, from success Ohh, clearly known corner Scared! What do I need? Uhh, shoot the date spines Does fine in the winter Occasionally mine Splint to fit sprite, I'm new I've got blood on my neck, from success From cleared them on the part of stump Well, I can be They put me to sleep On to the next thing I'm asleep Because I'm being You scare me, find me, of me And I flee Gotta feed a ghost Do what they're supposed to Say what they're supposed to Now I've got to Now I've got you Shower me with your life Ah, what's the fight? What's the fight?

Your pussy's glued to a building on fire I paint my mind just 'cause I'm alive And if you see me roaming the hillside Won't you come along? You paint your eyes Mine are in the sky No worldly word I could say Could be golden The smile on my face isn't always real But the way you make me feel Is all that's really real You little duck house Oh, won't you come along? You paint your lies, your pain is nice No, oh oh Your pussy's glued to a building on fire I paint my mind just 'cause I'm alive And if you see me roaming the hillside Won't you come along? You paint your eyes Mine are in the sky No worldly word I could say Could be golden The smile on my face isn't always real But the way you make me feel Is all that's really real You little duck house

I've been insane, well the time is slow The Pope don't matter when the pawn Is your sea Don't you agree? When you're around I'm wound Around your thumb You wanna be numb Inside the gun I've been in pain, hope it doesn't show I've been insane, well the time is slow Don't you want sunshine instead of phony lights? All your billboards and lights Are one big fight Against the baby inside That you've mistaken for pain

There's a belt of sun dripping through a porthole In a set design Can you read your name? It's been so long since we bloomed from the inside So where have you been Since you fell off the flat edge Of the world under an ugly sky You've been lying right there Claiming you dance under the moonlight A song but is the flesh and blood To what you think is a song but is the flesh and blood Of a dismembered groin that's been bleeding For thousands of your years You felt like history in your thighs (You get four red candles) You're the one that makes me realize (On the table with your painted fire eyes) Big water flowing through to tomorrow (Blue to your addiction) Apples and cake must have been your steak (That forced you to drink your gallon of wine) Your little duck house (But the smile is in an erection) Makes me feel like I'm alive You're hidden by your wooden legs (You're my kind, you're my kind) You always make me feel like a moon in my life, all the time (Staring down at the world's edge) It always makes me feel good to know you're alive (Lying down by the whirlpool) You're wrapping in your tights (Finally realized you must have bitten your snake, your little guy) I've been insane, well the time is slow (I've been to a society where you won't miss those feelings, so you can't feel the sunshine) (And if you see me roaming the hillside won't you come along?) The Pope don't matter when the pawn is your sea, don't you agree? (It's a hard road to the top of yourself, you'll always be alone) When you're around I'm wound around your thumb (I like you in my life, it makes me feel good just to know I can love someone like you) You wanna be numb inside the gun (They'll make it hard for you choose. I can understand, but When you see creation coming you close your eyes) All your billboards are one big fight Against the baby inside that you've mistaken for pain (And to you, I'm sure, it's no surprise that I could be one of the dead. Thank god my underwear's full of lead without you) Without you

"Running Away Into You" Drive Up and down through water Live where you're poor Between snores And sighing babies go to work Crying inverted love to the back of the room Play him a tune, down low if the sun could melt like snow I would run to you and flow into a cloud While running away into you, while running away into you While running away into you, while running away into you ..............

The curtains are made for moving 'Cause you know sometimes you're not always there You don't need it now Your head's shaped like a cow 'Til all is here The world's just a sphere No bigger than the balls you suck Hey you with your hat down Don't you know that it can't be where it's always at? You've all been always there Your head's shaped like a pear You search through the lights Instead of jumped in the pie Of life that you sliced 'til it's just right You're so often seen along The west side wheel of the mills That you steal to get around The curtain of the slobs It's always made you feel the best You always need less and less Of the casual forces That lead you away from the nest I know your face It's all out place I know your face It's all out of place

No one dared to show for that shower When no body turned to be clean Was not even touched by the water Just another Nazi scheme, yeah The big takeover, yeah My, the big takeover, yeah All throughout this so-called nation Prepare yourself for that final quest The world is through with its own integration Just another Nazi test, yeah The big takeover, yeah My, the big takeover, yeah So believe me when I say There's no hope for the USA The world is through with its own integration Just another Nazi test, yeah

I want to be there for you With you my soul's gonna follow the sun Your head can always be in between, you gotta clean it Hey, smile Hey, smile Please tell me lies, and when you gape I'll do it I just got to say I follow your way, yeah Head, head is like the voice Head lies me down

My smile is a rifle Won't you give it a try? la la mana mana nama mana na nama nama. ra So you like the way we dance, baby? When notes come to you You know I love you You're all I see My smile is a rifle And what are you? My smile is a rifle And I'm pointing it at you My smile is a rifle You'll know when you bring me in from the rain

Boa

chef d'oeuvre

The way this album is talked about, I expected it to be an absolute mess. Holy shit! Eccentric, insane sure...but it's not by any means bad. This man shits raw talent no matter what he does or where he is mentally. I'm so glad he is alive and well and making/loving music.

My friend would put this album on every night when we would all go over to his house and drink and sleep over. I remember being woken up by every song on the record, and this one always made me feel really good and not scared but most of the untitleds made me dribble piss

And that is, little kids, what addiction sounds like. But addiction of a talanted musician, to be more precise

Well, that's Frusciante's Little Wing

Vocals remind me of the scene when Sponge Bob yells at Mr. Crabs. Weird af

Sounds familiar, but i'm not sure exactly like what..

first notes sound like a music from spongebob when something silly happens

after listening to this album i understood you 💭

I’m struggling to describe how I feel about this…beautiful…horrifying? Yes. I think he would approve.

Awesome stuff, i Love it

#3

This album is masterpiece. Calms down narcissus.