John Frusciante
Ten to Butter Blood Voodoo
[Verse 1]
Exclamations feel
The fall you're set to conceal
She loves the man in his boat
Did you see me flying in coach?
Hey, sister, it's unreal
The way I take it to the sky my automobile
Could you show them the ten
Till you hear about heaven's sins

[Chorus]
Your eyes take it to the sky
Yellow and zebras fly (Fall)
Your skies taken to the flies
And next this found west
Feeling the best

[Outro]
Hey-la
Hey-la
Hey-la