(Composição: Anthony Kiedis, Flea, Chad Smith e John Frusciante) They say in chess you gotta kill the queen, and then you made it Oh, I, do you? A funny thing, the king who gets himself assassinated Hey, now, every time I lose Altitude You took a town by storm, the mess you made was nominated Oh, I, do you? Now put away your welcome, soon you'll find you've overstayed it Hey, now, every time I lose Altitude So divine, hell of an elevator All the while my fortune faded Never mind the consequences of the crime This time my fortune faded The medicated state of mind you find is overrated Oh, I, do you? You saw it all come down and now it's time to imitate it Hey, now, every time I lose Altitude So divine, hell of an elevator All the while my fortune faded Never mind the consequences of the crime This time my fortune faded Come on, God, do I seem bulletproof? Oh So divine, hell of an elevator All the while my fortune faded Never mind the consequences of the crime This time my fortune faded So divine, hell of an elevator All the while my fortune faded Never mind the consequences of the crime This time my fortune faded
