to fortune, money, music, fame.
saturday night we go to play,
cause music is my aeroplane.
sold out show to see the best,
floor seats sold to pay my rent.
the music puts the soul to rest,
the lyrics seeming heaven sent.
long lines in the humid breeze,
cant stop dancing on the floor.
sing the hits the crowd you please,
from the super rich to the dirt poor.
smiles and applause,
the unity of every nation.
the music is our cause,
we define californication.
writing for the sake of fun,
lyrics done to the crowds appeal.
venice queen out in the sun,
scar tissue that will never heal.
leaving with a smile for me,
the stadium all in unison sing.
inspiration for all to see,
its just a minor thing, and im a minor king.
i love writing for fun again! i feel so liberated! and im ridiculously happy at this moment. all the words in bold are actually songs from the Red Hot Chili Peppers. check them out. to me, Minor Thing is a feel good song that i listen too when driving around. seeing them live, i can die happy now.
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