[Flame] 🔥 Red Hot Chili Peppers - Quixoticelixer Lyrics
[Verse 1]
 Kick back a little just to watch and see
 Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
 Whatever your pleasure I’m your punk
 On the brink of sinking 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
[Verse 2]
 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
[Chorus]
 I love this weather
 (Come back, come back, hey la la)
 It’s a perfect storm
 Just keep it coming
 (Come back, come back, hey la la)
 In its perfect form
 I love this weather
 (Come back, come back, hey la la)
 Cause it keeps me warm
 Just keep it coming
 (Come back)
 In its perfect form
[Verse 3]
 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 in to spring
[Chorus]
 I love this weather
 It’s the perfect storm
 Just keep it coming
 In its perfect form
 I love this weather
 Cause it keeps me warm
 Just keep it coming
 In its perfect form
[Verse 4]
 The madder the boy, the sadder the song
 That’s a wicked fate but the sick gets strong
 Mad boy, sad song
 A wicked fate, but the sick gets 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 gets…
[Verse 1]
 Kick back a little just to watch and see
 Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
 Whatever your pleasure I’m your punk
 On the brink of sinking 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
[Outro]
 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 you 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
 My heart is swollen when I search you
 I swear to god I could not hurt you
 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
