Jane's Addiction vocalist Perry Farrell gives Adam Reader some heartfelt insight into Jane’s Addiction's hard rock manifesto "Mountain Song", which was the second single from their revolutionary album Nothing's Shocking. Mountain song was first recorded in 1986 and appeared on the soundtrack to the film Dudes starring Jon Cryer. The version on Nothing's Shocking was re-recorded in 1988.
"'Mountain Song' was actually about... I hate to say it but... drugs. Climbing this mountain and getting as high as you can, and then coming down that mountain," reveals Farrell. "What it feels to descend from the mountain top... not easy at all. The ascension is tough but exhilarating. Getting down is... it's a real bummer. Drugs is not for everybody obviously. For me, I wanted to experience the heights, and the lows come along with it."
"There's a part - 'Cash in now honey, cash in Miss Smith.' Miss Smith is my Mother; our last name was Smith. Cashing in when she cashed in her life. So... she decided that, to her... at that time, she was desperate. Life wasn't worth it for her, that was her opinion. Some people think, never take your life, and some people find that their life isn't worth living. She was in love with my Dad, and my Dad was not faithful to her, and it broke her heart. She was very desperate and she did something that I know she regrets."
Ridin' dirty
Straight up dedicated to them Cadillacs
I'm ridin' dirty, know what I'm sayin'
Comin' down on that slab, boy
I'm ridin' dirty, forreal tho, ridin' dirty
Have you ever been rollin' in a clean ass 'Lac
Blowin' big out the window, everybody got a sack
Got my heat right between my seat, got a box of them thangs
In case these fools start playin' with me
You'd be surprised how them boppers wink, girl I can't stop
Give my headlights a blink and roll them up out the top
And keep movin', and keep rollin'
Fools that don't be holdin', I'm comin through and foldin'
And I can't stand snitches, wanna kill alla y'all
Even though some bustas thought I'm still rollin' like a ball
And having things my way, hittin' that highway
Sellin' that big yay, a plush-ass place to stay
Po-lice, they wanna run in
Talkin' on cell phones got a lotta kings done in
I wanna live like Arnold, Willis and Mr. Drummond
And keep my paper sturdy, big birds and tight herbs
Fool, I'm ridin' dirty, uh, what
Big birds and tight herbs, fool I'm ridin' dirty
Ridin' dirty, uh, what
Fool, ridin' dirty, uh, what?
Tell me can you feel it? Man, nothin' can save ya
I believe it's that season for gettin' yo papers
Or haven't you heard about them birds? We call it that cheese
In Texas we get it with ease, hit I-10 if you please
But these polices, they think they sharp as creases
For no reasons man, they straight up strippin' cars to pieces
Out of suspicion, or if they thinkin' you on a mission
Ain't no wishin' or prayin', they sayin' assume the position
Hands behind ya head, down on ya knees
You get the case and they get yo weight and yo G's
Come on! I use to ride them Port Arthur city streets
With a chick with pretty feets and a box of Philly Sweets
They tried to finish me but couldn't get it done
So somebody told the law Big Bun was the one ridin' dirty
Man, somebody told the law Big Bun was the one ridin' dirty
Wassup PA, uh, what, ridin' dirty
Beaumont, yeah, uh, man, ridin' dirty
Uh, ridin' dirty, uh, ridin' dirty
Uh, chillin' in New York, ridin' dirty
Uh, big D-Town, know what I'm talkin' 'bout, ridin dirty
That big H-Town, know what I'm sayin' (Wussup Southside)
Ridin' dirty, uh, uh, ridin' dirty
Uh, southwest ridin' dirty, wussup Lord J (Know what I'm talk'n "bout)
Uh, that northside ridin' dirty
Yeah, that westside ridin' dirty
Uh, that, that, that eastside ridin' dirty
Uh, California ridin' dirty, fools in Oakland ridin' dirty
My fool Spice ridin' dirty, I know that fool Brad ridin' dirty
And Big Mike ridin' dirty, and all my fools ridin' dirty
Uh, uh, what, Baby ridin' dirty
And Big Bun ridin' dirty, fool Leroy ridin' dirty
And Big Mitch ridin' dirty
Uh, uh uh, all my fools in Louisiana ridin dirty
Mister Chris ridin' dirty, all my fools in Atlanta ridin' dirty
South Carolina, North Carolina, ridin' dirty
Flippin', dippin' (ridin' dirty) know what I'm sayin'
Up to Washington, ridin' dirty
Miami, Florida, where they film the Vice
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Ridin' dirty
Uh, ridin' dirty, ridin' dirty
Straight up dedicated to them Cadillacs
I'm ridin' dirty, know what I'm sayin'
Comin' down on that slab, boy
I'm ridin' dirty, forreal tho, ridin' dirty
Have you ever been rollin' in a clean ass 'Lac
Blowin' big out the window, everybody got a sack
Got my heat right between my seat, got a box of them thangs
In case these fools start playin' with me
You'd be surprised how them boppers wink, girl I can't stop
Give my headlights a blink and roll them up out the top
And keep movin', and keep rollin'
Fools that don't be holdin', I'm comin through and foldin'
And I can't stand snitches, wanna kill alla y'all
Even though some bustas thought I'm still rollin' like a ball
And having things my way, hittin' that highway
Sellin' that big yay, a plush-ass place to stay
Po-lice, they wanna run in
Talkin' on cell phones got a lotta kings done in
I wanna live like Arnold, Willis and Mr. Drummond
And keep my paper sturdy, big birds and tight herbs
Fool, I'm ridin' dirty, uh, what
Big birds and tight herbs, fool I'm ridin' dirty
Ridin' dirty, uh, what
Fool, ridin' dirty, uh, what?
Tell me can you feel it? Man, nothin' can save ya
I believe it's that season for gettin' yo papers
Or haven't you heard about them birds? We call it that cheese
In Texas we get it with ease, hit I-10 if you please
But these polices, they think they sharp as creases
For no reasons man, they straight up strippin' cars to pieces
Out of suspicion, or if they thinkin' you on a mission
Ain't no wishin' or prayin', they sayin' assume the position
Hands behind ya head, down on ya knees
You get the case and they get yo weight and yo G's
Come on! I use to ride them Port Arthur city streets
With a chick with pretty feets and a box of Philly Sweets
They tried to finish me but couldn't get it done
So somebody told the law Big Bun was the one ridin' dirty
Man, somebody told the law Big Bun was the one ridin' dirty
Wassup PA, uh, what, ridin' dirty
Beaumont, yeah, uh, man, ridin' dirty
Uh, ridin' dirty, uh, ridin' dirty
Uh, chillin' in New York, ridin' dirty
Uh, big D-Town, know what I'm talkin' 'bout, ridin dirty
That big H-Town, know what I'm sayin' (Wussup Southside)
Ridin' dirty, uh, uh, ridin' dirty
Uh, southwest ridin' dirty, wussup Lord J (Know what I'm talk'n "bout)
Uh, that northside ridin' dirty
Yeah, that westside ridin' dirty
Uh, that, that, that eastside ridin' dirty
Uh, California ridin' dirty, fools in Oakland ridin' dirty
My fool Spice ridin' dirty, I know that fool Brad ridin' dirty
And Big Mike ridin' dirty, and all my fools ridin' dirty
Uh, uh, what, Baby ridin' dirty
And Big Bun ridin' dirty, fool Leroy ridin' dirty
And Big Mitch ridin' dirty
Uh, uh uh, all my fools in Louisiana ridin dirty
Mister Chris ridin' dirty, all my fools in Atlanta ridin' dirty
South Carolina, North Carolina, ridin' dirty
Flippin', dippin' (ridin' dirty) know what I'm sayin'
Up to Washington, ridin' dirty
Miami, Florida, where they film the Vice
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Ridin' dirty
Uh, ridin' dirty, ridin' dirty
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