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Released: September 29, 1992

What Hits!?

Label: Capitol
Release date: September 29, 1992
Art direction: Henry Marquez, Marc Cozza
Photography: Ed Colver, Eika Aoshima, Nels Israelson, Howard Rosenberg, Henry Diltz, William Hames, Christopher Kehoe

“Higher Ground”
Produced by: Michael Beinhorn
Written by: Stevie Wonder
© 1989 Black Bull Music/Jobete Music Co. Inc. (ASCAP)
Taken from the album Mother’s Milk
© 1989 EMI Records USA

“Fight Like A Brave,” “Me & My Friends,” “Backwoods”
Produced by: Michael Beinhorn
Written by: Anthony Kiedis, Flea, Hillel Slovak & Jack Irons
© 1987 Screen Gems – EMI Music Inc./Moebetoblame Music (BMI)
Taken from the album The Uplift Mofo Party Plan
© 1987 EMI Records USA

“Behind The Sun”
Produced by: Michael Beinhorn
Written by: Anthony Kiedis, Flea, Hillel, Slovak, Jack Irons & Michael Beinhorn
© 1987 Screen Gems – EMI Music Inc./Moebetoblame Music (BMI)
Taken from the album The Uplift Mofo Party Plan
© 1987 EMI Records USA

“True Men Don’t Kill Coyotes”
Produced by: Andy Gill
Written by: Anthony Kiedis, Flea, Jack Sherman & Cliff Martinez
© 1984 Screen Gems – EMI Music Inc./Moebetoblame Music (BMI)
Taken from the album The Red Hot Chili Peppers
© 1984 EMI Records USA

“Fire”
Produced by: Michael Beinhorn
Written by: Jimi Hendrix
© Bella Godiva Music Inc. (ASCAP)
Taken from the album The Abbey Road E.P.
© 1987 EMI Records USA

“Get Up And Jump”
Produced by: Andy Hill
Written by: Anthony Kiedis & Flea
© 1984 Moebetoblame Music (EMI)
Taken from the album The Red Hot Chili Peppers
© 1984 EMI Records USA

“Knock Me Down,” “Johnny Kick A Hole In Sky”
Produced by: Michael Beinhorn
Written by: Anthony Kiedis, Flea, John Frusciante & Chad Smith
© 1989 Screen Gems – EMI Music Inc./Moebetoblame Music (BMI)
Taken from the album Mother’s Milk
© 1989 EMI Records USA

“Under The Bridge”
Produced by: Rick Rubin
Written by: Anthony Kiedis, Flea, John Frusciante & Chad Smith
© 1991 Moebetoblame Music (BMI)
Taken from the album Blood Sugar Sex Magik
© 1991 Warner Bros. Records Inc.

“Show Me Your Soul”
Produced by: Red Hot Chili Peppers and Norwood Fisher
Written by: Anthony Kiedis, Flea, John Frusciante & Chad Smith
© 1990 Wonderland Music Co. Inc. (BMI)
Taken from the album Pretty Woman: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack
© 1990 EMI Records USA

“If You Want Me To Stay”
Produced by: George Clinton
Written by: Sylvester Stewart
© Mijac Music (BMI)
Taken from the album Freak Styley
© 1985 EMI Records USA

“Hollywood (Africa)”
Produced by: George Clinton
Written by: The Meters
© 1985 Screen Gems – EMI Music Inc./Moebetoblame Music (BMI)
Taken from the album Freaky Styley
© 1985 EMI Records USA

“Jungle Man,” “The Brothers Cup”
Produced by: George Clinton
Written by: Anthony Kiedis, Flea, Cliff Martinez & Jack Sherman
© 1985 Screen Gems – EMI Music Inc./Moebetoblame Music (BMI)
Taken from the album Freaky Styley
© 1985 EMI Records USA

“Taste The Pain”
Produced by: Michael Beinhorn
Written by: Anthony Kiedis, Flea, John Frusciante & Darren Henley)
© 1989 Screen Gems – EMI Music Inc./Moebetoblame Music (BMI)
Taken from the album Mother’s Milk
© 1989 EMI Records USA

“Catholic School Girls Rule”
Produced by: George Clinton
Written by: Anthony Kiedis, Flea & Cliff Martinez
© 1985 Screen Gems – EMI Music Inc./Moebetoblame Music (BMI)
Taken from the album Freaky Styley
© 1985 EMI Records USA

This compliation © 1992 EMI Records

Higher Ground
Fight Like A Brave


        All you slingers and friends

        Hide behind your rocks

        Put down your guard

        I’m not here to box

        This is no showdown

        So throw down your guns

        You see it doesn’t matter

        Where you come from

        You could be from Park Ave

        Or from a park bench

        You could be a politician

        Or a bitchy princess

        But if you’re lookin’ for a fist

        And you’re lookin’ to unite

        Put your knuckleheads together

        Make a fist and fight

        Not to your death

        And not to your grave

        I’m talkin’ bout that freedom

        Fight like a brave



        Fight like a brave – don’t be a slave

        No one can tell you

        You’ve got to be afraid



        If you’re sick-a-sick n tired

        Of being sick and tired

        If you’re sick of all the bullshit

        And you’re sick of all the lies

        It’s better late than never

        To set-a-set it straight

        You know the lie is dead

        So give yourself a break

        Get it through your head

        And get it off your chest

        Get it out your arm

        Because it’s time to start fresh

        You want to stop dying

        The life you could be livin’

        I’m here to tell a story

        But I’m also here to listen

        No I’m not your preacher

        And I’m not your physician

        I’m just trying to reach you

        I’m a rebel with a mission



        Fight like a brave – don’t be a slave

        No one can tell you you’ve got to be afraid

        Fight like a brave – don’t be a slave

        No one can tell you you’ve got to be afraid



        You say you’re running

        And you’re running

        And you’re running afraid

        You say you ran across the planet

        But you couldn’t get away

        The fire in your brain

        Was driving you insane

        You were looking for a day

        In a life that never came

        So don’t tell me that

        I’ve got to take a number

        ‘Cause I’ve been to that doctor

        And believe me that’s a bummer

        Here’s a one of a kind

        Convention of the mind

        And don’t forget to mention

        That it doesn’t cost a dime

        Come as you like

        And leave any time

        And one more thing

        You know it doesn’t have to rhyme



        Fight like a brave – don’t be a slave

        No one can tell you you’ve got to be afraid

        Fight like a brave – don’t be a slave

        No one can tell you you’ve got to be afraid

        Fight like a brave – don’t be a slave

        No one can tell you you’ve got to be afraid

        Fight like a brave – don’t be a slave

        No one can tell you you’ve got to be afraid


Behind The Sun


        One day while bathing in the sea

        My talking dolphin spoke to me

        He spoke to me in symphony

        From freedom's peace beneath the sea

        He looked to me eyes full of love

        Said yes we live behind the sun



        Behind the sun

        Behind the sun

        Behind the sun



        The sun goes up

        And the sun gets down

        But like the heart of the sun

        My heart continues to pound



        Behind the sun



        Now while I shower in the rain

        I watch my dolphin swim away

        The one who listens to the surf

        Can feel the pulse beat of the earth

        And like my dolphin swims so free

        The sun does swim into the sea



        Behind the sun

        Behind the sun

        Behind the sun



        An island flying through the sky

        One day your son might ask you why

        And if you son should be a girl

        She too might ask you of this world

        The sun shines sweet upon your beach

        And yes my dolphin loves to teach



        Behind the sun

        Behind the sun

        Behind the sun



        The sun goes up

        And the sun gets down

        But like the heart of the sun

        My heart continues to pound



        Behind the sun


Me And My Friends


        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends



        Like two sweet peas

        In an even sweeter pod

        That’s my friend

        And my friend’s named Bob

        Like the devil knows hell

        I know Bobby well

        Well enough to tell you

        ‘Bout his 67 smells

        Well enough to tell you

        He’s a hell-a-swell-a fellow

        Well enough to tell you

        That we know each other better

        Than we know ourselves

        Like freaks of a feather

        We rock together

        I know Bob well

        But I think he knows me better



        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends



        He’s as close to me

        As a friend can be

        I’ll be standin’ by my buddy

        He’ll be standin’ by me

        Just another half of

        The two headed freak

        Bit I need him like

        My heart needs to beat

        At this point

        In this friendly verse

        I’ve gotta sing a little something

        That I haven’t rehearsed

        It’s about my man

        And his name is Hillel

        For whom my love

        Is soul-brother sacred

        Take it Huckleberry

        Slim Boy take it



        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends



        Jacky’s eyes are closed

        But he’s right on course

        Because he’s guided by

        The invisible force

        He drives a kooky green Chrysler

        Bad as anybody’s Porsche

        He’s a working class drummer

        He’s as strong as a horse



        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends

        Me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my, me and my friends


Backwoods


        Someone spilled blood many years ago

        Someone spilled blood but do you know

        That from the backwoods

        Where the Chuck Berrys grow

        Come your long tall

        Daddies of rock and roll



        Take me to your backwoods now

        Take me to your backwoods now



        Spinnin’ down from the clouds

        Like a tornado

        Spinnin’ out of control

        Like a psychedelic soul

        With a rhythm hittin’ harder

        Than Larry Holmes

        Come your long tall

        Daddies of rock and roll



        Mr. Uplift Mofo – my man Bo Diddley

        Hit sippin’ a bottle of nickel ripple

        Play the lickity split finger lickin’ licks

        For all you wicked city slick chicks

        And all you nitty gritty hicks

        We’ll make your nipples ripple

        Make you wanna dip your dipple

        Make you wanna soak your hickory stick

        That’s right

        Because my man has a grip on it

        And I do mean on it

        Which brings to mind

        A very sinister minister kind of guy

        A man named Little Richard

        Who was born to make them bitches stir

        That’s right he’ll make the sweet substance drip

        From the middle of your hillbilly lips

        And like the farmer milks his cow

        The Howlin’ Wolf will howl

        And since times does allow

        You all can

        Take me to your backwoods now



        Take me to your backwoods now

        Take me to your backwoods now

        Take me to your backwoods now

        Take me to your backwoods now

        Take me to your backwoods


True Men Don't Kill Coyotes


        Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse

        Through the Hollywood Hills

        The farther west – the farther out

        Yea that's the way I feel

        Well, I dig the dirt and I dig the dust

        I barbecue my meals



        Riding wild on a paisley dragon

        Through the Hollywood Hills, yea

        Huh, Hollywood Hills



        Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse

        Through the Hollywood Hills

        Just don't show me anything

        'Cause that's the way I feel

        Well I dig the dirt and I dig the dust

        I barbecue my meals



        Riding wild on a paisley dragon

        Through the Hollywood Hills, yea

        Huh, Hollywood Hills



        Passion dripping from the coyote's eyes

        He can taste his blood

        And blood never lies

        Pale face die



        True men don't kill coyotes

        True men don't kill coyotes



        Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse

        Through the Hollywood Hills

        The farther west – the farther out

        Yea that's the way I feel

        Well, I dig the dirt and I dig the dust

        I barbecue my meals



        Riding wild on a paisley dragon

        Through the Hollywood Hills, yeah...

        Huh, Hollywood Hills



        Passion dripping from the coyote's eyes

        He can taste his blood

        And blood never lies

        Pale face die



        True men don't kill coyotes

        True men don't...



        Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse

        Through the Hollywood Hills

        Just don't tell me anything

        'Cause that's the way I feel

        Well I dig the dirt and I dig the dust

        I barbecue my meals



        Riding wild on a paisley dragon

        Through the Hollywood Hills, yea

        Huh, Hollywood Hills



        Passion dripping from the coyote's eyes

        He can taste his blood

        And blood never lies

        Pale face die



        True men don't kill coyotes

        True men don't...

        True men don't kill coyotes

        True men don't...

        True men don't kill coyotes

        True men don't...


Fire
Get Up And Jump


        Get up and jump – get up and jump

        Get up, get up, get up and jump

        Jump on up – jump on down

        Just jumpa, jumpa, jumpa, jumpa

        Jump around – jump the day away

        Jump all over town

        ‘Cause jumpin’s okay – in a jumpin’ kinda way

        Hey hey



        Jumpa boy, jump a girl

        Jumpa rope, jump for joy

        Just don’t stop jumpin’

        Keep your heart muscle pumpin’

        Hillel be jumpin’ on the little baby frumpkin

        Say what you got a pumpkin in your pants



        When you’re standing or sitting still

        Think about the frogs getting a thrill

        Take a little lesson from the kangaroos

        A don’t you know they’re jumpin’ foos

        Jump you



        Jump a nun – jump a jack

        Jump for fun – jump back

        A how’s about us jumpin’ the sack

        Now it’s time for a jump attack



        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump



        Jama Boba Jima Boba

        Slima Boba boogie

        To the tune of slima Billy

        Lookin’ like you’re might silly

        Say what you got a pumpkin in your pants

        You got a pumpkin

        In your pants



        Mr. Mexican jumping bean

        Knows his fun is skeaky clean

        Christ how’d you think he got so clean

        Not from sittin’ on his goddamn spleen

        Get up



        Oh I be jumpin’, I be jumpin’

        I be jumpin’ alone

        I be jumpin’ for the phone

        I be jumpin’ Mrs. Jones

        I really wanna jump on Kinski’s bones



        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump



        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump

        Get up and jump



        Jama Boba Jima Boba

        Slima Boba boogie

        To the tune of slima Billy

        Lookin’ like you’re might silly

        Say what you got a pumpkin in your pants

        You got a pumpkin

        In your pants


Knock Me Down


        Never too soon to be through

        Being cool too much too soon

        Too much for me too much for you

        You're gonna loose in time

        Don't be afraid to show your friends

        That you hurt inside inside

        Pain's part of life don't hide behind your false pride

        It's a lie your lie

        Don't slip away and don't forget

        I'll give you more than you can get

        It's so lonely when you don't even know

        Yourself come to me



        If you see me getting mighty

        If you see me getting high

        Knock me down

        I'm not bigger than life



        I'm tired of being untouchable

        I'm not above the love

        I'm part of you and you're part of me

        Why did you go away

        Too late to tell you how I feel

        I want you back but I get real

        Can you hear my falling tears

        Making rain where you lay

        Finding what you're looking for



        Can end up being such a bore

        I pray for you most every day

        My love's with you now fly away



        If you see me getting mighty

        If you see me getting high

        Knock me down

        I'm not bigger than life



        It's so lonely when you don't even know yourself


Under The Bridge


        Sometimes I feel

        Like I don't have a partner

        Sometimes I feel

        Like my only friend

        Is the city I live in

        The city of angels

        Lonely as I am

        Together we cry



        I drive on her streets

        'Cause she's my companion

        I walk through her hills

        'Cause she knows who I am

        She sees my good deeds

        And she kisses me windy

        I never worry

        Now that is a lie



        I don't ever want to feel

        Like I did that day

        Take me to the place I love

        Take me all the way



        It's hard to believe

        That there's nobody out there

        It's hard to believe

        That I'm all alone

        At least I have her love

        The city she loves me

        Lonely as I am

        Together we cry



        I don't ever want to feel

        Like I did that day

        Take me to the place I love

        Take me all that way



        Under the bridge downtown

        Is where I drew some blood

        Under the bridge downtown

        I could not get enough

        Under the bridge downtown

        Forgot about my love

        Under the bridge downtown

        I gave my life away


Show Me Your Soul


        In a world that can be so insane

        I don't think it's very strange

        For me to be in love with you

        I wanna know more than your brain



        Into my life you were injected

        Not something that I expected

        Now I smile from your affection

        We have made a soul connection

        Just for whom does your bell toll

        Don't be cold show me your soul



        Sentimental gentlemen are not afraid to show you when

        I am you

        You're my best friend

        Show me your soul



        In a world that can be so insane

        I don't think it's very strange

        For me to be in love with you

        I wanna know more than your brain



        Yes, I find you so appealing

        When you show me how you're feeling

        You my friend need not be kneeling

        Open up and start revealing

        Trust in me my heart is whole

        I need to see, show me your soul



        In a world that can be so insane

        I don't think it's very strange

        For me to be in love with you

        I wanna know more than your brain



        Don't expect too much from me

        Perfection is no test for me

        Because the best I'll ever be

        Is just like you

        A human being

        You won't offend I need to know

        Please my friend show me your soul


If You Want Me To Stay
Hollywood (Africa)
Jungle Man


        Deep inside the soul hole

        Of mother earth

        Father time came

        With a supersonic supersonic burst

        His soul monkey sperm tribes

        Racing to be first

        Her ruby fruit jungle

        Givin’ bush baby bush baby birth

        The baby was a boy

        But I think what stunned her

        Is that this bare breasted baby

        Was a baby boy boy boy boy wonder

        Crackin’ from his thumb bone

        Came thelonious thunder

        Fill the sky with hellfire

        From way down down down under



        I’m a jungle man

        I’m a jungle man

        I’m a jungle man

        I get all the bush I can

        I’m a jungle man

        I’m a jungle man

        I’m a jungle man

        I get all the bush I can



        Erupting from the ground

        In Hollywood he glowed

        His jungle turned to concrete

        His funk bone bone bone bone to stone

        Like a full blown volcano

        I must let it be known

        That through this boy’s vein

        Atomic lava blood flows and flows

        His soul shocking sounds

        They make the mountains moan

        This boy’s become a man

        It’s time to take take take

        Take the thrown



        I’m a jungle man

        I’m a jungle man

        I’m a jungle man

        I get all the bush I can

        I’m a jungle man

        I’m a jungle man

        I’m a jungle man

        I get all the bush I can


The Brothers Cup


        Give it up to this planet full of strife

        We’re the brothers cup cuttin’ sharp as a knife

        With the pop of a snap and the flip of a flap

        The cups went up like a natural fact



        It was our shoulder space

        That made the perfect place

        For the magic of the cup

        To style out with grace

        With a tight turn twist

        And a slight swerve swank

        The brothers cup kissed

        With a kick ass clank



        We are the brothers cup

        We like to get it up

        We are the brothers cup

        We like to get it up



        Give it up to this planet full of strife

        We’re the brothers cup cuttin’ sharp as a knife

        With the pop of a snap and the flip of a flap

        The cups went up like a natural fact



        So love all your brothers

        And love all your sisters

        Love all the misses

        And love all the misters

        Don’t be shy when you’re sharin’ your kisses

        The brothers cup kiss

        And we ain’t sissies



        It is our notion that the perfect peace potion

        Can be found in the wake of the green sea’s motion

        The long rocking swell of the mighty blue ocean

        Is the cradle of peace it’s the perfect peace motion



        Give it up to this planet full of strife

        We’re the brothers cup cuttin’ sharp as a knife



        With the power of the cup we are about to astound

        All your preconceptions they will come unbound

        We are the brothers cup coming to your town

        Bringing tubes of love we’re going to spread it around



        We are the brothers cup

        We like to get it up

        We are the brothers cup

        We like to get it up

        We are the brothers cup

        We like to get it up

        We are the brothers cup

        We like to get it up


Taste The Pain


        Flat on my back

        In a lonely sprawl

        I stare at the ceiling

        Because I can not fall

        Asleep tonight

        No not at all

        Head lights flash

        Across my bedroom wall

        Crying eyes open

        Because I can not fall

        In love with you

        No not at all



        Walk away and taste the pain

        Come again some other day

        Aren't you glad you weren't afraid

        Funny how the price gets paid



        Busted in two

        Like a brittle stick

        I can not drink

        Because my throat constricts

        Lovesick from you

        That will never do

        Open my mouth

        I couldn't make a sound

        I could not scream

        I could not shout

        It out to you

        Nothing to do



        Walk away and taste the pain

        Come again some other day

        Aren't you glad you weren't afraid

        Funny how the price gets paid

        This may come as a shocking surprise

        I have to take a walk

        I have to kiss it goodbye

        Goodbye my love

        Goodbye my love

        I am not alive



        Walk away and taste the pain

        Come again some other day

        Aren't you glad you weren't afraid

        Funny how the price gets paid


Catholic School Girls Rule


        Catholic

        Schoolgirls rule

        Catholic school girls rule



        Catholic

        Schoolgirls rule

        Catholic school girls rule



        In the class she’s taking notes

        Just how deep deep is my throat

        Mother Mary don’t you know

        She’s got eyes like Marilyn Monroe



        Catholic

        Schoolgirls rule

        Catholic school girls rule



        Catholic

        Schoolgirls rule

        Catholic school girls rule



        Catholic

        Schoolgirls rule

        Catholic school girls rule



        Catholic

        Schoolgirls rule

        Catholic school girls rule



        From the cross she’s raised her head

        This is what the sister said

        Give no love until you’re wed

        Live not life until you’re dead

        The good book says we must suppress

        The good book says we must confess

        But who cares what the good book says

        ‘Cause now she’s taking off her dress



        Catholic

        Schoolgirls rule

        Catholic school girls rule



        Catholic

        Schoolgirls rule

        Catholic school girls rule



        Catholic

        Schoolgirls rule

        Catholic school girls rule



        Catholic

        Schoolgirls rule

        Catholic school girls rule



        Lead us into temptation

        We are pure divine creation

        Talkin’ about my generation

        Injected with the seed of emaculation

        Catholic


Johnny, Kick A Hole In The Sky


        I cry, I cry

        I was born in a land, I don't think you understand

        God damn what I am

        I'm a native of this place, please don't kick me in my face

        My race has been disgraced



        Won't somebody testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Slap a liar in his eye kick a hole right in the sky

        Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Johnny, Johnny, Johnny



        Puts us in a pumpkin shell where you keep us very well

        It's hell, where I dwell

        When history books are full of shit, I become the anarchist

        I'm pissed at this

        What this country claims to be

        It's a lie

        No place for me

        I bleed



        Won't somebody testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Slap a liar in his eye kick a hole right in the sky

        Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Johnny, Johnny, Johnny



        I decide to defy

        Kill my trust if you must

        But in my blood there is lust

        For life

        That's right

        Apache blood is in my heart thrashing though me like a shark

        Crashing though the dark



        Won't somebody testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Slap a liar in his eye kick a hole right in the sky

        Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Johnny, Johnny, Johnny



        I confide, confide

        What am I supposed to do

        I feel like I'm cut into confused

        By rules

        Do these two cultures clash or am I living in the past

        I ask please tell me fast



        Won't somebody testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Slap a liar in his eye kick a hole right in the sky

        Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky

        Johnny, Johnny, Johnny



        I, that's right

        To what do I belong and if I change will I be wrong

        I took my foot kicked a hole in the sky

        I proceeded to plead fathers help me decide

        A jagged flash of light struck me in the eye

        I turned around and found that I was still alive

        Snakes rise high from the purple black sky

        The red cloud rains and the black horse rides

        Then it dawned on me like the mornin' sun

        I'm a part of two worlds and the mornin' comes

        Glowing embers tend to remember when

        The power that is peace was treated as a friend

        I am a master of and I've got to take action

        I'm a man, the animal man