Text/Music: Anthony Kiedis, Michael Peter Balzary (Flea), John Frusciante, Chad Smith

Because I'm happy to be sad
I want it all I want it bad
Oh oh oh oh
It's what I know

A vintage year for pop I hear
The middle of the end is near
Oh oh oh oh
It's what I know

Torture me and torture me
Forcin' me so torture me, please
Torture me with sorcery
Forcin' me so torture me, please

. . . . . .

All the leaves are turning brown
The wind is pushing me around
Let's go oh oh oh oh
It's what I know

Torture me and torture me
It's forcin' me so torture me, please
Torture me with sorcery
Forcin' me so torture me, please

. . . . . .

The will of God is standing still
Brazilian children get their fill, let's go
L't's turn it up and dump it down
The vision of your ultra sound is so

All the leaves are turning brown
The wind is pushing me around, let's go
A vintage year for pop I hear
The middle of the end is near it's so

. . . . . .

Torture me and torture me
It's forcin' me so torture me, please
Torture me with sorcery
Forcin' me so torture me, please

Torture me and torture me
It's forcin' me so torture me, please
Torture me with sorcery
Forcin' me so torture me, please