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Red Hot Chili Peppers - My Cigarette (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthony Kiedis
Anthony Kiedis
Lead Vocals
Chad Smith
Chad Smith
Drums
Flea
Flea
Bass Guitar
John Frusciante
John Frusciante
Electric Guitar
Josh Johnson
Josh Johnson
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Kiedis
Anthony Kiedis
Songwriter
Chad Smith
Chad Smith
Songwriter
Flea
Flea
Songwriter
John Frusciante
John Frusciante
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy Lubsey
Jeremy Lubsey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Chaz Sexton
Chaz Sexton
Assistant Engineer
Jonathan Pfarr
Jonathan Pfarr
Assistant Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Ryan Hewitt
Ryan Hewitt
Mixing Engineer
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Producer
Bo Bodnar
Bo Bodnar
Recording Engineer
Dylan Neustadter
Dylan Neustadter
Recording Engineer
Ethan Mates
Ethan Mates
Recording Engineer
Jason Lader
Jason Lader
Recording Engineer
Phillip Broussard Jr.
Phillip Broussard Jr.
Recording Engineer
Charlie Bolois
Charlie Bolois
Studio Technician
Lawrence Malchose
Lawrence Malchose
Studio Technician
Chris Warren
Chris Warren
Recording Technician
Henry Trejo
Henry Trejo
Recording Technician

Tekst Utworu

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette One minute, please, while I sit back and reflect My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette Sip from this glass of hours We pass like faulty towers My sweetness, it's not weakness Black holes wink but she devours My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette Greek to me, I don't speak Latin Island calling, must be Staten Nat King Cole and Dick Van Patten New York Dolls all dressed in satin My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette Just one possession in the life that we get My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette Jumping Jiminy, the cat is in the chimney Curtain call and I need some anonymity Trip my balls, beat, lost on Wall Street We all fall, that's my cross street My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette This business of forgiveness Free your mind and we bear witness Bring me windshield wiper fluid Clean my slate so I'm not clueless My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette Charming Mister Deadpan Laughter Walking towards the things we're after Dancing David Lee toastmaster Take some chances, that's my rapper My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette So many daydreams that I tend to forget My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette Jumping Jiminy, the cat is in the chimney Curtain call and I need some anonymity Smokey defect, time to reflect My game and now we eject My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette One minute, please, while I sit back and reflect My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette Don't know how happy that a person can get My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my cigarette
Writer(s): Anthony Kiedis, John Anthony Frusciante, Michael Peter Balzary, Chad Gaylord Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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