Because I'm happy to be sad,
I want it all, I want it bad.
Oh, oh, it's what I know.
A vintage year for pop, I hear,
The middle of the end is near.
Let's go, oh, it's what I know.
Torture me and torture me.
It's forcin' me so torture me, please.
Torture me with sorcery.
It's forcin' me so torture me, please.
All the leaves are turning brown,
The wind is pushing me around.
Let's go, oh, it's what I know.
Torture me and torture me.
It's forcin' me so torture me, please.
Torture me with sorcery.
It's forcin' me so torture me, please.
-The Red Hot Chili Peppers
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