Lyrics John Frusciante

John Frusciante

Murmur

Lips are blue, baby blew the sky,

Baller right from my-y height.

I can't rest these eyes,

How long? Sleep tight, yeah.

Sha-la-la-la-la-na day cause they can hear my house,

(Non-chalant expletive.)(Pronounced "Mroy")

La-la-de cause they did anything ah-ha,

Feet is clay.