@ALBUM: Ritual de lo Habitual "Jane's Addiction" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Article I Congress shall make no law respecting the establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people to peaceably assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To the Mosquitoes, We have more influence over your children than you do, but we love your children. Most of you love them too, very much. You want what's best for them. Consider them when planning the future. Right? Oh, mother, father, your blindness to our most blessed gift, NATURE, leaves us with the overwhelming task of correcting your utter mess. It also proves that you are no judge of art, nor of beauty. We learn from you how to become ideal adults? There are subjects that you've passed over. Or maybe they are too painful to speak about? Nature and art-what could be more breathtaking? I used to wish sometimes that I was a black man. I listened to the way black men spoke when they spoke about freedom, justice and human rights. And in the way they spoke, I was sure they were speaking the truth. At the same time there was a faint buzz spreading to all of us the suggestion that the black man was not to be treated equally. For this I envied the black man because it gave him a passion for his living and a cause to die for. Would you ever have imagined there would be children swinging in polluted playgrounds? Do you have children? Do you see yourself in them yet? Do they do whatever you tell them to, or do they question authority? Do you take the time to explain things to them, or do you blame the rest of the world for their mistakes? I used to wish sometimes that I was a woman. A woman is the most attractive creature nature has to offer a man. Why then is it such a shame to see her unclothed? I feel more shame as a man watching a quick-mart being built. How complementary a woman is to a man! Their giving of love is fearless. Nature did right in tying the infant to the female. Yet they also carry a sense of sadness. Quite like a premonition of danger they hide but can't shake from their minds. I understand why they want to protect their children, but for their own good, let me point out though you may have to explain subjects to your children that you perceive as wrong, it is better to have the freedom to explain it in your own words than be silenced under a government that has the power to squash anyone who opposes their views. It may one day evolve to be your child that stands as opposition. Who opposes the faint buzz that suggests to all of us that women are beneath men. Women have cause to live and reasons to die with dignity. This was not always the case. Try to restrict our freedoms and we will fight even harder to preserve them. Mothers and fathers, grandmothers and fathers, great-grandmothers and fathers, great-great-grandmothers and fathers, you are responsible for more destruction done to this planet in the last one hundred years than in all of mankind's history combined. You've invented weapons capable of destroying every form of wild animal and vegetation. I am not sure what condition the world we are inheriting is really in. I just have a fear of smokestacks, and I don't trust the men who feed their flames. The paper these words on also contains the music of Jane's Addiction. The music is original, the cover is not. The original cover is as colorful as the music. It is a daydream of the music, made tangible. It will take effort to get, it is being sold, but we are having difficulties. There is an invisible force, the same one you have heard faintly buzzing all your life. This time it buzzes much louder. I myself have felt it's pain. When I looked down at the spot where it hurt, I saw a very small mosquito. A bug so old, it was known to Confucius as the "intellectual mosquito." He sucks off of you and he sucks off of me. Sometimes to realize you were well someone must come along and hurt you. I have grown to become proud of myself. I have aligned with all those who have been stung by suppression. As heirs to this planet, we must maintain, honor and enjoy the gift of freedom. A cause to validate everyone's life? Indeed. The world looks to America because we are the beautiful. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Stop! Save the complaints for a party conversation. The world is loaded, it's lit to pop and nobody is gonna stop... No one... No one! No way! Gonna stop, now; go! Farm people, book wavers, soul savers, love preachers! Lit to pop and nobody is gonna stop. One come a day, the water will run, no man will stand for things that he had done... Hurrah! And the water will run... One come a day, the water will run, no man will stand for things that he had done... Hurrah! And the water will run... Will Run! Will Run! Gimmie that! Gimmie that -- your automobile, turn off that smokestack and thatgoddamn radio - hum... along with me... Hum along with the t.v. A-a-a-a-m-m-m-m-m-m. No one's-gonna-stop. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: No one's Leaving I'm a white dread-I'm a white dread, so? I'm a got a ring and I hang it from my nose. Got a little game and I take it to the park. I don't care who plays as long as the game is on. My sister and her boyfriend slept in the park. She had to leave home 'cause he was dark. Now they parade around in New York with a baby boy... He's gorgeous! Ain't nobody leaving! No one's leaving... Blacks call each other "brother and sis'." Count me in 'cause I been missed. I've seen color changed by a kiss. Ask my brother and my sister. My sister and her boyfriend slept in the park. She had to leave home 'cause he was dark. Now they parade around in New York with a baby boy... He's gorgeous! Ain't nobody leaving! No one's leaving! Yeah, that's right... Yeah, that's so... Wish I knew everyone's nickname, all their slang and all their sayings. Every way to show affection, how to dress to fit the occasion... Wish we all waved... All waved... All waved... I wish we all! Wish we all! Wish we all waved... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Ain't No Right I am skin and bones, I am pointy nose; but it motherfuckin' makes me try. Makes me try, and that ain't no wrong. I'll tell you why... There ain't no right! Ain't no wrong now, ain't no right. Only pleasure and pain. Motherfuckin' bad wind came, blew down my home. Now the green grass grows. Bad wind came, blew down my home. Goddamn goodness knows! Where green grass grows there can't be wrong. And goodness knows, there ain't no right! Ain't no wrong now, ain't no right. Only pleasure and pain. Bumped my head, I'm a battering ram. Goddamn took the pain. Cut myself, said "So what?" Motherfuckin' took the pain. Said "So what?," I can't be wrong. I thought so but there ain't no right! Ain't no wrong now, ain't no right. Ain't no wrong now, ain't no right. Only pleasure and pain. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Obvious Hey, you don't know me! You don't know me but you just keep on looking at me down low. Oh no! Digging something up... Digging something up... Always digging something up... Oh no! Hey you! I don't know you. I don't even want to, but you just keep looking at me down low. Oh no! Digging something up... Digging something up... Always digging something up... Oh no! And you make it so *#... Make it so obvious... Hey you! Fools don't fit in the boots that I tread in, but you just keep on looking at me down low. Oh no! Digging something up... Digging something up... Always digging something up... Oh no! And you make it so *#... but do you get it? Make it so *#... you never get it. You got to owe me something before you know what is joke and what is up. I worked my fingers to the bone and I won't let you stop me going up. Why do you have to make it so!-so!-so!-so!-so! OBVIOUS!? Oh no! Oh no... Oh no... Oh no... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Been Caught Stealing I've been caught stealing; once when I was 5... I enjoy stealing. It's just as simple as that. Well, it's just a simple fact. When I want something, I don't want to pay for it. I walk right through the door. Walk right through the door. Hey all right! If I get by, it's mine. Mine all mine! My girl, she's one too. She'll go and get her a shirt. Stick it under her skirt. She grabbed a razor for me. And she did it just like that. When she wants something, she don't want to pay for it. She walk right through the door. Hey all right! If I get by, it's mine. Mine all mine! We sat around the pile. We sat and laughed. We sat and laughed and waved it into the air! And we did it just like that. When we want something, we don't want to pay for it. We walk right through the door. Walk right through the door. Hey, all right! If I get by, it's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Three Days Three days was the morning. My focus three days old. My head, it landed to the sounds of cricket bows... I am proud man anyway... Covered now by three days... Three ways was the morning. Three lovers, in three ways. We knew when she landed, three days she'd stay. I am a proud man anyway... Covered now by three days... We saw shadows of the morning light the shadows of the evening sun till the shadows and the light were one. Shadows of the morning light the shadows of the evening sun till the shadows and the light were one... True hunting is over. No herds to follow. Without game, men prey on each other. The family weakens by the bite we swallow... True leaders gone, of land and people. We choose no kin but adopted strangers. The family weakens by the length we travel... All of us with wings... All of us with wings... All of us with wings! All of us with wings! All of us with wings! All of us with wings! Erotic Jesus lays with his Marys. Loves his Marys. Bits of puzzle, hitting each other. All now with wings! "Oh my Marys! Never wonder... Night is shelter for nudity's shiver..." All now with wings... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Then She Did... Now her paints are dry... And I looked outside... At the corner boys... Ayh, oh, where did you go? I don't know. I went to see your pictures... I spread them across the floor... So this is where they are shown... Now they're probably saying to you, "If you keep it up you'll be born." But you won't ever listen, I'll bet... Burnt out, grass scorched by the sun. The buildings remain. We will beat them all to dust, I'll bet... Pulled from a headless shell that blinked on and off, "Hotel." now the nameless dwell. They hold your key and turn your know, I'll bet... Will you say hello to my ma? Will you pay a visit to her? She was an artist, just as you were. I'd have introduced you to her. She would take me out on Sundays. We'd go laughing through the garbage. She repaired legs like a doctor on the kitchen chairs we sat on. She was unhappy, just as you were. Unhappy, just as you were. Unhappy, just as you were. Unhappy, just as you were... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Of Course Of course this land is dangerous! All of the animals are capably murderous. When I was a boy, my big brother held on to my hands, then he made me slap my own face. I looked up to him then, and still do. He was trying to teach me something. Now I know what it was! Now I know what he meant! Now I know how it is! One must eat the other who runs free before him. Put them right into his mouth while fantasizing the beauty of his movements. A sensation not unlike slapping yourself in the face... Slapping yourself in the face... Slapping yourself in the face... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- @SONG: Classic Girl 4:05; in my neighborhood, when shots go off, no one bothers. A "POP," and a reply "POP," and no reply... Dinosaurs on the quilt I wore with a girl. Such a classic girl... Such a classic girl... Such a classic girl, gives her man great ideas. Hears you tell your friends, "Hey man, listen to my great idea!" It's true I am a villain when you fall ill, that's probably because men never can be. Not like a girl. A classic girl... Such a classic girl... They may say, "Those were the days...," but in a way, you know for us these are the days. Yes, for us these are the days, and you know you're my girl! Such a classic girl... Such a classic girl... Yeah for us these are the days...