Death Of A Martian Lyrics - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Bear paws and rascal power 

Watching us in your garage 

Big girl you ate the neighbor 

The nova is over 

Wake up and play 

By the radio 

Make room for Clara's bare feet 

The lover, a Martian 

Tick tock they're waiting for the meteor 

This clock is opening another door 

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Lots of love just keep it comin' 

Making something out of nothin' 

(These are the best that I) 

I don't know how to say 

Look at what I love today 

(These are the best that I) 

Lots of love just keep it comin' 

Making something out of nothin' 

(These are the best that I) 

I don't know what to say 

Look at what I lost today 

(These are the best that I) 

Blood flowers in the kitchen 

Signing off and winding down 

This Martian ends her mission 

The nova is over 

Photos 

She caught the ball 

By the mission bell 

Chase lizards, bark at donkeys 

The lover, a Martian 

Let's bow our heads 

And let the trumpets blow 

Our girl is gone 

God bless her little soul 

Lots of love just keep it comin' 

Making something out of nothin' 

(These are the best that I) 

I don't know how to say 

Losin' what I love today 

(These are the best that I) 

Lots of love just keep it comin' 

Making something out of nothin' 

(These are the best that I) 

I don't know what to say 

Look at what I lost today 

(These are the best that I) 

(Spoken word) 

She's got sword in case 

Though this is not her lord in case 

The one who can't afford to face her image is restored to grace 

Disappeared, no trace 

Musky tear, suitcase 

The down turn brave little burncub 

Bearcareless turnip snare rampages 

Pitch color pages 

Down and out but not in Vegas 

Disembarks and disengages 

No loft 

Sweet pink canary cages 

Plummet pop dew skin fortitude for the sniffing black noses 

That snort and allude to dangling trinkets 

That mimic the dirt cough go drink-its 

It's for you 

Blue battered naval down slip kisses 

Delivered by duck muscles and bottlenosed grifters 

Arrive in time to catch the late show 

It's a beehive barrel race 

A she-hive stare and chase 

Wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her 

Embossed beneath a box in the closet that's lost 

The kind that you find when you mind your own business 

Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters 

Into the new morning milk blanket 

Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny 

Whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay 

Get your broom and sweep echoes of yesterday's fallen freckles away