I’m With You Album

Artist(s): Red Hot Chili Peppers

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Red Hot Chili Peppers I’m With You Cover Art

Tracklist

Monarchy of Roses

length: 4:12
mixer: Greg Fidelman
recording engineer: Ryan Hewitt, Andrew Scheps and Greg Fidelman
percussion: Mauro Refosco
additional percussion: Lenny Castro
editor: Chris Holmes, Dana Nielsen and Jason Gossman
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Phillip Broussard and Sara Lyn Killion
writer: Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis, Flea

The crimson tide is flowing through your fingers as you sleep
The promise of a clean regime are promises we keep
Do you like it rough I ask and are you up to task?
The calicoes of Pettibone where cultures come to? clash

Several of my best friends wear, the colors of the crown
And Mary wants to fill it up, and Sherry wants to tear it all back down, girl
The savior of your light
The monarchy of roses, the monarchy of roses tonight

The cloth between my former queen, her legendary stare
The holy tears that I am in, the lovely cross to bear

Several of my best friends know, the secrets of this town
And Mary wants to raise it up, and Sherry wants to spit it all around, girl
The sailors of the night
The monarchy of roses, the monarchy of roses tonight

Several of my best friends wear, the colors of the crown
And Mary wants to fill it up, and Sherry wants to tear it all back down, girl
The savior of your light
The monarchy of roses, the monarchy of roses

Hey yeah
We all want the rose you know
I said, hey yeah
Show us love before you go
Say I will, and then I'll say I want to
The story of love that I will never taunt you

Hey yeah
We all want the rose you know
I said, hey yeah
Show us love before you go
Say I will, and then I'll say I want to
The story of love that I will always want you
Hey

Factory of Faith

length: 4:19
mixer: Greg Fidelman
recording engineer: Andrew Scheps, Ryan Hewitt and Greg Fidelman
percussion: Mauro Refosco
additional percussion: Lenny Castro
editor: Chris Holmes, Dana Nielsen and Jason Gossman
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Phillip Broussard and Sara Lyn Killion
writer: Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis, Flea
All my life I was swinging for the fence,
I was looking for the triple,
Never playing good defense

Gunnin' for the glitter,
Every hot and heavy hitter,
She was never really there so I couldn't really get her

I said
Factually I, I'm just a piece of it
Factually I, the very least of it

Piece of work, I was really quite a jerk
Keeping score is such a bore, a busy mind can go berserk
Oh feast on this, I was fishing for a hook
So I took a little trip, and I opened up the book

I said
Factually I, I'm just a piece of it
Factually I, the very least of it
Factually I, is just a medicine
Make you wanna cry, why don't they let us in?

Be my wife, I think you're right that we should mate
Tell your friends, I got a factory of faith
Late last night, I had a dream that it was great
Tell your friends, I got a factory of faith
I got a factory of

Crack your whip, she's confessing from the hip
She was good at getting there, but not as much for round-trip
Oh all this time, I was searching for a dream
I was living in and out of every other sex machine

I said
Factually I, I'm just a piece of it
Factually I, the very least of it
Factually I, is just a medicine
Makes you wanna cry, why don't they let us in?

Be my wife, I think you're right that we should mate
Tell your friends, I got a factory of faith
Late last night, I had a dream that it was great
Tell your friends, I got a factory of faith
I got a factory of

Be my wife, I think you're right that we should mate
And tell your friends, I got a factory of faith
Late last night, I had a dream that it was great
Tell your friends, I got a factory of faith
I got a factory of

Faith
And love
And luh-ooh-uh-ooh-uh-ooh-uh-ooh-ove

Brendan’s Death Song

length: 5:38
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Andrew Scheps, Ryan Hewitt and Greg Fidelman
percussion: Lenny Castro
editor: Chris Holmes, Dana Nielsen and Jason Gossman
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Phillip Broussard and Sara Lyn Killion
writer: Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis, Flea
If I die before I get it done
Will you decide
Take my words and turn them
Into signs that will survive
Because a long time ago
I knew not to deprive
It’s safe out there and now you’re everywhere
Just like the skies
You are love you are the love supreme
You are the rise
And when you hear this
You’ll know it’s your jam
It’s your goodbye

Like I said
You know I’m almost dead
You know I’m almost gone
And when the drummer drums
He’s going to play my song
To carry me along
Like I said
You know I’m almost dead
You know I’m almost gone
And when the boatman comes
To ferry me away
To where we all belong

We all crossed when we were feeling lost
It’s just the tide
Katari cried the day her lover died
She recognized
Because he gave her
A life of real love
It’s no surprise
The nights are long
But the years are short
When you’re alive
Way back when would never be again
It was a time
It’s gonna catch you
So glad I met you
To walk the line

Let me live
So when it’s time to die
Even the reaper cries
Let me die
So when it’s time to live
Another son will rise

Yeah Yeah

Ethiopia

length: 3:51
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Andrew Scheps, Greg Fidelman and Ryan Hewitt
percussion: Mauro Refosco
additional percussion: Lenny Castro
editor: Chris Holmes, Dana Nielsen and Jason Gossman
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Sara Lyn Killion and Phillip Broussard
writer: Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis, Flea
"We're rolling everybody,
It starts with bass"

E-I-O-I-E-I-A
When you give your love away
You get a feeling for
E-I-O-I-E-I-A
Live to love another day
Even when you feel unsure
More and more I wanna raise
Raise my bar and raise your stay
E-I-O-I-E-I-A
When I lie they're wide awake
For my son I make

Tell my boy I love him so
Tell him so he know
Lost in Ethiopia
Walk out in that road

E-I-O-I-E-I-A
Something good gon' come your way
Just look out your door
E-I-O-I-E-I-A
Tell him what you wanna say
No matter whatcha mad at girl

Tell my boy I love him so
Tell him so he know
Lost in Ethiopia
Walk out in that road

E-I-O-I-E-I-A
Steal my heart to give away
Make me wanna say
E-I-O-I-E-I-A
You and I are so no same
More and more and more each day

Tell my boy I love him so
Tell him so he know
Lost in Ethiopia
Walk out in that road

Annie Wants a Baby

length: 3:41
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Greg Fidelman, Andrew Scheps and Ryan Hewitt
percussion: Mauro Refosco
editor: Chris Holmes, Jason Gossman and Dana Nielsen
assistant recording engineer: Phillip Broussard, Ken Sluiter and Sara Lyn Killion
writer: Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis, Flea
Lucy Reibart, she's a friend of mine
Later she'll go back and redefine the line
It's getting longer all the time
Oh yeah

Drinking sunshine, she likes the taste of it
She had a goldmine, but then she wasted it away
You should have seen her yesterday
Oh yeah

Sent along the way
Nothing stops the aid

Sugar Daddy, loves her madly
Cosmo Shiva, God oh made you a believer
I don't need to, tend her
Why do I believe you?
Annie wants a baby now
Annie wants a baby any way she can

Missing pieces, she's got a lot of 'em
Time decreases, I wish I thought of 'em before
Before it's time to close the store
Oh yeah

Installation, a lonely sick of fame
Some liberation, the only seed we ever plant
I wanna help you but I can't
No No

Sent along the way
Nothing stops the aid

Sugar Daddy, loves her madly
Love her, leave her, God oh made you a believer
Be our soldier
Let her, now you've gotten older
Annie wants a baby now
Annie wants a baby any way she can

It's getting longer all the time
It's time to re-design the sign
Oh yeah
Sent along the way

Look Around

length: 3:28
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Andrew Scheps, Greg Fidelman and Ryan Hewitt
Hammond organ: Money Mark
percussion: Mauro Refosco
editor: Chris Holmes, Jason Gossman and Dana Nielsen
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Sara Lyn Killion and Phillip Broussard
writer: Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis, Flea
Stiff club, its my nature,
Custom love is the nomenclature
Turn down mass confusion
Hit the road 'cause we just keep cruisin'
Double my fun, double my vision
Long hard look at my last decision
Hustle here, hustle there
Hustle me ***** and you best beware

It's emotional and I told you so
But you had to know so I told you
Soft walk to horizon
One big crash that no one dies in
This for the folks in Pay-it-ville
It'll come true if you say it will

Look around, look around, look around
All around, all around, all around
Look around, look around, look around
All around, all around, all around

It's emotional and I told you so
But you had to know so I told you
Please don't look right through me
Hurts my heart when you do that to me
Street lights out my window
City May breeze gonna stroke my skin though
Dropped a lot of words on an old brick wall,
Rob a lot of banks got a pedigree scrawl
Put my peg into your square
Run around like we just don't care

Look around, look around, look around
All around, all around, all around
Look around, look around, look around
All around, oh yeah

[Repeat: x4]
Move it ah gotta get ya, wanna getcha
Move it ah gotta get ya, gonna getcha

Look around, look around, look around
All around, all around, all around
Look around, look around, look around
All around, oh yeah

[Repeat: x2]
When I'm feeling small
And I'm hitting a wall
Gonna leave it all around

The Adventures of Rain Dance Maggie

length: 4:42
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Andrew Scheps, Ryan Hewitt and Greg Fidelman
percussion: Mauro Refosco
editor: Dana Nielsen, Chris Holmes and Jason Gossman
assistant recording engineer: Sara Lyn Killion, Phillip Broussard and Ken Sluiter
writer: Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis, Flea
Lip stick junkie
Debunked the only one
She came back wearing a smile
Look-alike, someone drug me
They wanted to unplug me
No one here is on trial
It's just a turnaround
And we go, oh
Well then we go uh huh oh

Tick tock I want to rock you
Like the eighties
**** blocking isn't allowed
Tugboat Shiela is into memorabilia
Who said three is a crowd
We better get it on the go

We've got to make it rain somehow
She told me to
And showed me what to do
How Maggie makes it in her cloud

I said hey now
We've got to make it rain somehow
She told me to
And showed me what to do
She knows how to make it loud

Rain dance Maggie
Advances to the final
Who knew that she had the goods
Little did I know
Her body was one
Delicious vinyl
To your method the words
I want to lick a little bit

Hey now
We've got to make it rain somehow
She told me to
And showed me what to do
How Maggie makes it in her cloud.

We've got the wrong girl
But not for long girl
It's in the song girl
Cause I'll be gone girl

Hey now
We've got to make it rain somehow
She told me to
And showed me what to do
How Maggie makes it in her cloud

I said hey now
I want to rock this rowdy crowd
She told me to
And showed me what to do
She knows how to make it loud

But not for long girl
It's in the song girl
Cause I'll be gone bye bye bye yeah
Bye bye bye girl

Bye bye girl
Bye bye girl
Bye bye

Did I Let You Know

length: 4:22
trumpet: Mike Bulger
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Greg Fidelman, Andrew Scheps and Ryan Hewitt
percussion: Mauro Refosco
editor: Jason Gossman, Chris Holmes and Dana Nielsen
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Sara Lyn Killion and Phillip Broussard
writer: Flea, Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis
(Come on, come on)

I'm comin' for you 'cause 'cause I adore you and
I'd like to get inside your mass production
This indecision has has got me cringin' well
I can't resist the smell of your seduction

Did I let you know?
Would you like to go?
Unwrap the package with a mutt persuasion
Did I let you know?
Would you like to go?
I wanna dance to every day's occasion

This I know, yeah this I know
(Take me home, well take me home)
This I know we're not alone
(Take me home, take me home)

When we envision, lack of division and
The planet does another revolution
The day I blew on ya you said I grew on ya
Turns out that we are all the one solution
Go!

I'm comin' at you well, you are the cap too and
I like the sound of your articulations
Want to arouse her and maybe espouse her well
She showed me love with out the stipulations

This I know, yeah this I know
(Take me home, well take me home)
This I know we're not alone
(Take me home, take me home)

I wanna lean on you, get Jan and Dean on ya
It's time to sway a little mass perception
I like you cheeky well, so Mozambiquey and
I think the world could use a clear connection

This I know, yeah this I know
(Take me home, well take me home)
This I know we're not alone
(Take me home, take me home)

This I know, hell this I know
(Take me home, well take me home)
This I know we're not alone
(Take me home, take me home)

Did I let you know?
Would you like to go?
Did I let you know?
Would you like to go?
Did I let you know?
Would you like to go?

Goodbye Hooray

length: 3:52
piano: Greg Kurstin
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Ryan Hewitt, Greg Fidelman and Andrew Scheps
percussion: Lenny Castro
editor: Chris Holmes, Dana Nielsen and Jason Gossman
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Sara Lyn Killion and Phillip Broussard
writer: Flea, Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis
Wooh, wooh, ha

Junior paints that old cafe
He's gotta chase those girls around
Westbound drunk with lots to say
But he never makes a sound

Hustlers get what they deserve
But it's always half the game
Good things come to those who wait
Like an expiration date

See you around, I'll see you around
I'll play all night, hey don't get uptight
I'll lead all your mind games astray
Well I'll see you around, I'll see you around
I'll play all night, hey don't get uptight
See you, so long, goodbye, hooray
Oh oh

Curb your tongue oh scallywag,
Because you got no flag to wave
Save your breath for the black and white
Every dog will have its day

See you around, I'll see you around
I'll play all night, hey don't get uptight
I'll lead all your mind games astray
Well I'll see you around, I'll see you around,
Well, I'll play all night, hey get on top
See you, so long, goodbye, hooray
Well I'll see you around, I'll see you around

Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah

I'll see you around, I'll see you around
I'll play all night, hey don't get uptight
I'll lead all your mind games astray
Well I'll see you around, I'll see you around
I'll play all night, hey don't get uptight
See you, so long, goodbye, hooray

Well I'll see you around, I'll see you around
I'll see you around, I'll see you around
I'll see you around
Goodbye and hooray
Well I'll see you around, I'll see you around
Oh no no no no

Happiness Loves Company

length: 3:33
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Ryan Hewitt, Greg Fidelman and Andrew Scheps
percussion: Mauro Refosco
editor: Chris Holmes, Jason Gossman and Dana Nielsen
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Sara Lyn Killion and Phillip Broussard
writer: Flea, Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis
Stop marching 'cause you think you shot to number one
Counting days and skipping your stones into the sun
Overrated on the form it goes to where you turn,
I'll be yours tonight,
Living the dream of a meteorite

Stop jumping 'cause we got something to say, yeah
Young lovers keep it pumping in the streets of L.A., yeah

Short stroking butterfly, better to go for broke
What you're smoking Mary Jane, it doesn't make you choke
Jumping the fence, riding the waves, can you take a joke?
I'll be yours today,
Living the dream with a capital K!

Stop jumping 'cause we got something to say, yeah
Young lovers keep it pumping in the streets of L.A., yeah

Tell me now, tell you how
Just show me where to sit

Make time for love and your happiness
The mothers of invention are the best
We all learn and struggle with some loneliness
A tender mess for everyone I guess
I guess

Half blinded, I'm reminded how to find myself
Nickel and dime I think, it's time to play some musical chairs
Dirty laundry, what a quandary, ask her if she cares
I'll be yours and more,
Better than ever like never before

Stop jumping 'cause we got something to say, yeah
Young lovers keep it pumping in the streets of

Make time for love and your happiness
The mothers of invention are the best
We all know and struggle with some loneliness
A tender mess for everyone I guess
I guess

Sweet talking, there's a marker,
To your part of town,
Never again, we're trying to see your love supremed and bound
Is it ever meant to be, and is it so profound?
Is it you and me play it to one, make history
A history

Said yeah, oh yeah
Said yeah, oh yeah
I said yeah, oh yeah

Police Station

length: 5:36
piano: Greg Kurstin
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Ryan Hewitt, Andrew Scheps and Greg Fidelman
percussion: Mauro Refosco
editor: Dana Nielsen, Jason Gossman and Chris Holmes
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Sara Lyn Killion and Phillip Broussard
writer: Flea, Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis
I saw you at the police station and it breaks my heart to say
Your eyes had wandered off to something distant, cold and gray
I guess you didn't see it coming
Someone's gotten used to slumming
Dreaming of the golden years
I see you had to change careers
Far away, but we both know its somewhere

I saw you on the back page of some pre-press yesterday
The drift wood in your eyes said nothing short of love for pain
I know you from another picture
Of someone with the most convictions
We used to read the funny papers
Fooled around and pulled some capers
Not today, send a message to her
A message that I'm coming, coming to pursue her

Tell your country I, rest my face on your bed
I've got you ten times over, I'll chase you down 'til you're dead

Saw you on a TV station and it made me wanna pray
An empty shell of loveliness is now dusted with decay
What happened to the funny paper?
Smiling was your money maker
Someone oughta situate her
Find a way to educate her
All the way, time to come and find you
But you can't hide from me girl, so never mind what I do

Tell your country I, rest my face on your bed
I bet my sovereign country and I, left it all for your head

I saw you in the church out there was no time to exchange
You were getting married and it felt so very strange
I guess I didn't see it coming
And now I guess it's me who's bumming
Dreaming of the golden years
You and I were mixing tears
Not today, not for me but someone
I never could get used to, so now I will refuse to

Tell your country I, rest my face on your bed
I bet my sovereign country and I, left it all for your head
I got my best foot forward and I'll chase you down 'til you're dead

Even You Brutus?

length: 4:01
piano: Greg Kurstin
mixer: Greg Fidelman
recording engineer: Andrew Scheps, Ryan Hewitt and Greg Fidelman
percussion: Mauro Refosco
additional percussion: Lenny Castro
editor: Chris Holmes, Jason Gossman and Dana Nielsen
assistant recording engineer: Sara Lyn Killion, Ken Sluiter and Phillip Broussard
writer: Flea, Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis
God is good and fate is great
When it feels so strong it's hard to wait
You never know how it might unfold
Hearts to break and bodies to hold
Time will tell but it never gets old
Like I told you I'm in for the long long

Had to of been one of those things that took place in outer space
A match made in heaven, not a scratch on her face
Angels must have smoked some dust
Singing songs about "In God We Trust"
Something sly, but this is a must
Like I told you there's a time for finding out

Ah people try to tell me what not to do
You shouldn't make it with a younger girl and
Too many chances for the foot to drop,
I tried to tell 'em that I found a pearl, well
Like I told you be careful what you're asking for

This is to Brutus
Gotta mess of a better hell, ow
This is to Judas
Even you never had my back

She was the cutest thing that I ever did see
A drink in her hand and I don't mean tea
She was with a dude, but I just didn't care
I had to find out, these moments are rare
And Stevie says, "All is fair"
Like I told you there is something for everyone

Well I guess I never told you some things
That I really, really wanted to say
Did I do everything I could do,
Or did the mice just need to play?
Like I told you there's more than meets the eye

This is to Brutus
Gotta mess of a better hell, ow
I said this is to Judas
Even you never had my back

I'm not trying to point fingers at you
And I'm not trying to lay any blame
But when it comes to the punishment
Girl you know how to bring the pain
Like I told you I'd do it all again

This is to Brutus
I gotta mess of a better hell, ow
I said this is to Judas!
Even you never had my back

Come on
This is to Brutus
There's a jury to the woman's lap, ow
This is to Judas
Even you never had my back

Meet Me at the Corner

length: 4:21
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Greg Fidelman, Andrew Scheps and Ryan Hewitt
percussion: Lenny Castro
editor: Dana Nielsen, Chris Holmes and Jason Gossman
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Sara Lyn Killion and Phillip Broussard
writer: Flea, Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis
Please don't ask me who, who you think I am
I could live without that, I'm just a modest man
Meet me at the corner and oh, tell me what to do
'Cause I messed up on you, and had I known all that I do now
I'm guessing we're through now,
Proceeding into the forest I will lay around and wait
And I'll wait for you

Please don't ask me where, where you think I've been
I've been a lot of places but this could be my win
Meet me at the corner where I'll, tell me what to do
'Cause I messed up on you, and had I known all that I do now
I'm guessing we're through now,
Proceeding into the forest, I will lay around and wait
And I'll wait for you

I feel so bad, I thought you'd wanna know
I feel so bad, I thought you'd wanna know
Something I wanna show, I thought you'd wanna know

Please don't say you want to keep in touch
I bare to see you on the corner that I just can't bare
Meet me at the corner and oh, tell me what to do
'Cause I messed up on you, and had I known all that I do now
I'm guessing we're through now
Proceeding into the forest, I will lay around and wait

And I turn, I turn my head when I thought I saw a sign from the Gods
A sign from the gods that you were meant to be mine
And it's fine, taking it all for a ride til the day when it's gone
I mystified my way and it all went wrong when it's gone
I live and I learn and I lose and I win, but it's better whenever
Whenever I'm here, thank you girl for everywhere that we've been

Dance, Dance, Dance

length: 3:45
mixer: Andrew Scheps
recording engineer: Greg Fidelman, Andrew Scheps and Ryan Hewitt
percussion: Mauro Refosco
additional percussion: Lenny Castro
editor: Dana Nielsen, Chris Holmes and Jason Gossman
assistant recording engineer: Ken Sluiter, Sara Lyn Killion and Phillip Broussard
writer: Flea, Chad Smith, Josh Klinghoffer, Anthony Kiedis
You got yours and I got mine
She got his and she got shine
Under moon and overseas
She got those and we got these

Dance, dance, dance, dance
All night long, yes all night long
Dance, dance, dance, dance
We got strong, yes we got strong

Say hello,
Its safe to go

Dance, dance, dance, dance
All night long, yes all night long
Dance, dance, dance, dance
We got strong, yes we got strong

The light is right,
Lets play tonight, let's play

Give yourself a chance to find a way
The holiness for free is here to stay

They got this and we got that
He got his and she got bad
You got mine and I've got yours
I got love but you got more

Dance, dance, dance, dance
All night long, yes all night long
Dance, dance, dance, dance
We got strong, yes we got strong

Say hello,
Its safe to go, lets play

Give yourself a chance to find a way
The holiness for free is here to stay
Tell your mom and dad it's all OK
The holiness for free is here to stay

[Repeat: x4]
I got another one

Whoa
I got another one

You got yours and I got mine
He got his and she got shine
We got all but she got high
Some got hot and then gone by

Dance, dance, dance, dance
All night long, yes all night long
Dance, dance, dance, dance
We got strong, yes we got strong

Say hello,
Its safe to go

Dance, dance, dance, dance
All night long, yes all night long
Dance, dance, dance, dance
We got strong, yes we got strong

The light is right, look here tonight
Lets make the right,
The song of prize lets play
Well let's play