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Tytuł: Green Heaven
  • Wykonawca: Red Hot Chili Peppers
  • album: RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS
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About this planet, there is something I know
  There's a very big difference between above and below
  A friend foe, or bro, leave your body on the floor
  Let your spirit fly away like the soul of a crow
    Here, above land, man has laid his plan
  And yes, it does include the Ku Klux Klan
  We got a government so twisted and bent
  Bombs, tanks and guns is how our money is spent
  We got V.D., heroin, greed and prostitution
  Tension, aggravation, L. Ron Hubbard solution
  Not to mention hard-core chemical pollution
  If you think you're just away, you're in a mental institution
  And that's a heart felt shame
  'Cos everyone's crazy, everyone's the same
  So, why should only Larry, Curly and Moe be to blame?
    Time now to take you to a different place
  Where peace lovin' whales flow through liquid outer space
  A groovin' and a gliddin' as graceful as lace
  A never losing touch with the ocean's embrace
  Diviner than the dolphin, that there is none
  'Cause dolphins just-a like to have a lot of fun
  No one tells 'em how their life is run
  And no one points at them with a gun
  They have a lot of love for every living creature
  The smile of a dolphin is a built in feature
  They be movin' in schools but everyone's the teacher
  Someday mister dolphin, I know I'm go'n to meet you
    Back to the land of the police man
  Where he does whatever he says he can
  Including hating you because you're a Jew
  Or beating black ass, that's nothing new
  Trigger happy cops, they just like to brawl
  They use guns, clubs, gas, but that's not all
  They got puke, ridden prisons and sex sick jails
  Fuck the poor, if you're rich you pay the bail
  So support your police, support your local wars
  That's the way to open economic doors
  Why do we do it? 'Cause the president's a whore
  We assume the position to sell the ammunition
  What the fuck? It's the american tradition
  Along with going fishin' apple pies in the kitchen
  Isn't it bitchin' seeing dead men in ditches?

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