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Tippa My Tongue

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ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Anthony Kiedis

Voz principal

Chad Smith

Batería

Flea

Bajo

John Frusciante

John Frusciante

Voces de fondo

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Anthony Kiedis

Autoría

Chad Smith

Autoría

Flea

Autoría

John Frusciante

John Frusciante

Autoría

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

Jeremy Lubsey

Asistente de ingeniería de masterización

Chaz Sexton

Asistente de ingeniería

Jonathan Pfarr

Asistente de ingeniería

Vlado Meller

Masterización

Ryan Hewitt

Ingeniería de mezcla

Rick Rubin

Producción

Bo Bodnar

Ingeniería de grabación

Chris Warren

Equipo técnico de grabación

Dylan Neustadter

Dylan Neustadter

Ingeniería de grabación

Ethan Mates

Ingeniería de grabación

Jason Lader

Ingeniería de grabación

Phillip Broussard Jr.

Phillip Broussard Jr.

Ingeniería de grabación

Charlie Bolois

Equipo técnico del estudio

Lawrence Malchose

Lawrence Malchose

Equipo técnico del estudio

Henry Trejo

Equipo técnico de grabación

Letra

Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya

Well, I'm an animal

Somethin' like a cannibal

I'm very flammable

And partially programmable

Centuries of overuse

Now I wear it nice and loose

Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya

Well, it's ubiquitous

Tell me, can you stick to this?

I'm on the brink of this

And tell me what you think of this

I'm in the Beauregard's

Slow me down if I get hard

We've only just begun

Funky monks are on the run

Gonna get you with the tip of my tongue

And when you walk away

I know what the kiss would say

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah

Gonna get you now

Her perfume smells like gasoline

My girlfriend's trash is nice and clean

Acid landing on my tongue

I think you know we've just begun

She don't want the ladies' room

Transatlantic super groom

Your hairplane is a monument

The sexy art of condiments

And now I know you by your scent

Let it be, we both get bent

Need a minute to repair

Sunny-siders always share

We've only just begun

Funky monks are on the run

Gonna get you with the tip of my tongue

And when you walk away

I know what your kiss would say

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah

Gonna get you with the tip of my tongue

Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya

Well, I believe in love

Perfectly receivin' love

It's vociferous

And come and get a whiff of this

I'm at the pyramids

Never had a fear of kids

Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya

I'm on the precipice

So come and make a mess of this

It's the apocalypse

I try to get a sock of this

I'm at the county fair

Haystack ride, I'll pull your hair

We've only just begun

Funky monks are on the run

Gonna get you with the tip of my tongue

And when you walk away

I know what your kiss would say

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah

Gonna get you with the tip of my tongue

We've only just begun

Funky monks are on the run

Gonna get you with the tip of my tongue

And when you walk away

I know what your kiss would say

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah

Gonna get you now

Written by: Anthony Kiedis, Chad Smith, Flea, John Frusciante

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