Poster Child Lyrics

von Red Hot Chili Peppers

Worum geht es in dem Song?

Der Song 'Poster Child' von den Red Hot Chili Peppers ist eine bunte Mischung von kulturellen Bezugspunkten, historische...

Melly Mell and Richard Hell were dancing at the Taco Bell
When someone heard a rebel yell, I think it was an infidel
Adam Ant and Robert Plant were centers of a sycophant
Enlisted by Ulysses Grant to record at the Record Plant
Islamabad is on the nod, Havana at the riot squad
And if you want to be a Mod, you′ll have to meet me at the quad

You got the best of my loco
I'll take the rest of your showboat
You got the best of my Yoko
I′ll take the rest of your low note

Parliament's Atomic Dog, their hats were filling up with fog
We talk about the life and death of everything in analog
The seventies were such a win, singing the Led Zeppelin
Lizzie looking mighty thin, the Thomson's had another twin
I thought I won the lottery, the numbers never thought of me
Ramones had a lobotomy, so spin me like a pottery

I will be your poster child
You know the world is ours for a little while
And then, I will be your poster child tonight
La da da da bum bum ba-dum

A funky piece, the Sandinista, me and mother Monalisa
Judas Priest has whipped beast, the mother love as named Theresa
Bubble gum, a cup of soup, dirty dandy nanda loop
A small banana in your hoop, and now I know the band is Ruca
Bernie Mac and Caddyshack were dusty as the bricker brack
And if you ask me for the time, I′ll tell you that the preacher′s back

You got the best of my loco
I'll take the rest of your showboat
You got the best of my Yoko
I′ll take the rest of your low note

Steve Miller and Duran Duran, the Joker dancing in the sand
Van Morrison, the Astral man, the festival of hurricanes
Speak of Chico, weatherman, the silence of a certain lamb
MC5 kicked off the jam, a poncho full of contraband
Marry Queen was on the scene in every preteen magazine
The Motörhead and mystic queen are pissed he needed Valvoline

I will be your poster child
You know the world is ours for a little while
And then, I will be your poster child tonight
La da da da bum bum ba-dum

You got me on this
Well and I can't get off
With no one else but you
You turn me on too
Well then I can′t get up
For no one else but you

Cream magazine and Love Supreme, the ballad of a Billie Jean
And now we know the status quo, but God would never save the queen
Hear me shaking, Copenhagen, copper goose of Ronald Regan
Dollar savers, Flavor Flav, and cosmic moves are power saving
And my fist a double kissed unlisted number purple mist and
Chubby Checker do the twist, and everyone's a narcissist

You got the best of my loco
I′ll take the rest of your showboat
You got the best of my Yoko
I'll take the rest of your low note

The water bed was taking meds and Bieber with the house of red
I'm ready for the natty dread, a pocket full of talking heads
M.I.A.′s making paper planes, addiction to the ways of Janes
My stuff is made of purple rain, ten fingers in the lion′s mane
Giant squid, Karate Kid, Sid Vicious in the Katie-did
The planet that we must forbid, the English speakers in Madrid

I will be your poster child
You know the world is ours for a little while
And then, I will be your poster child tonight
La da da da bum bum ba-dum

I will be your poster child
You know the world is ours for a little while
And then, I will be your poster child tonight
La da da da bum bum ba-dum