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from Faith No More - King For A Day, Fool For A Lifetime (1995)
You did one thing wrong
You woke up. It looked better before More-more And the stomach turns... Say nothing without wasting a word I know exactly what you meant I know how piggy feels He starves without missing a meal Look in the mirror... Don't look at me- I'm ugly in the morning When the headache is gone, The sun is not. Forgot to turn the alarm On-on Doesn't matter how much you think Or the number of hairs in the sink I did it to myself again I know how piggy feels He starves without missing a meal It's getting clearer... Don't look at me- I'm ugly in the morning |
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from Faith No More - King For A Day, Fool For A Lifetime (1995)
I can wait to love in heaven
I can wait for you Far away, I'll treat you better Better than down here Cuz I done wrong And I'm a little afraid I ain't to strong And this ain't easy to say: Take this bottle Take this bottle And just walk away-the both of you And let me feel the pain-I've done to you I can hope we'll be together With a better roof over our heads I can hope the stormy weather It passes on-it passes on- But I've hoped too long Hoped for me to change That hope is gone So listen to what I say: Take this bottle |
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from Faith No More - We Care A Lot (1985)
We care a lot
We care a lot We care a lot about disasters, fires, floods and killer bees about Los Angeles falling in the sea about starvation and the food that Live Aid bought about disease, baby, Rock Hudson, Rock Yeah! We care a lot We care a lot We care a lot about the gamblers and the pushers and the freaks about the people who live off the street about the welfare of all the boys and girls about you people cause we're out to save the world Yeah! And it's a dirty job but someone's got to do it! We care a lot about the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines about the NY, SF, and LAPD about you people, about your guns about the wars you're fighting gee, that looks like fun We care a lot about the Cabbage Patch, The Smurfs, and DMC about Madonna and we cop for Mr.T about the little things, the bigger things we top about you people, yeah, you bet we care a lot And it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it... |
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from Faith No More - We Care A Lot (1985)
Well, just follow your heart
Man oh man Try and see, if you can Ha Ha Jungle sounds great Lots of scary noise Don't deter us from our journey onward Hey man, let your spirit go To the full extent of the meaning He said, "And follow me to the deepest part of the jungle Where it is always dark and wet and warm To the sacred part." Well, just follow your heart Man oh man Try and see, if you can Ha Ha Jungle sounds great Lots of scary noises Don't deter us from our journey onward We pushed and followed Only our deepest, hidden senses, senses And exposed to the elements That lie within |
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from Faith No More - We Care A Lot (1985)
Love...it's a beginning
A justifiable means to an end And happiness, that triumphant feeling Only comes from within But ...you'll...never make the grade No you'll never, ever reach that plateau You're down below And it's where your soul will forever glow But it's not that ray of sunshine that feels so warm It's just that bottomless inferno You're in the depths of hell And I think that's swell And I hope you get well Well done, fried in and out Burned to a crisp, if that's what I wish I didn't write the rules I just follow them to a tee Cause that's me, I'm evil I'm hateful, I'm sinful, forgetful, mistrustful I'm diseased and contagious I'm suicide, homicide, genocide, pesticide I'm a human bomb I'll kill anyone And so are you, So don't be coy Cause you too can destroy me like a toy Not like Mark Bowen He never done nothin' to no one ... That didn't deserve it |
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from Faith No More - We Care A Lot (1985)
Why hold on?
Your hands are getting sore You must be scared of something From the time before, well... We're here again How long, who knows? It's not your right to tell me Where this trip will go Pull away You're dying today You could enjoy it If you could take your feelings with you But put your mind on me And suck my energy And see the speed gets higher I see you hold on tighter.... But just fatigue Is all your face will show It's weary from the stress Getting delirious "I didn't want this race We can"t keep up this pace" We don't want to get well We want to go to hell We want an urban dream The fucking urban scream "This time was mine to borrow I'll pay for it tomorrow" You'll pay for it today And as we drive away I'll make my pleasure greater Push the accelerator And down we go |
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from Faith No More - We Care A Lot (1985)
Over the hills they came from the valley
Making innuendoes about my lack of talent, oh well... They say that when I'm supposed to be singing All I 'm really doing is yelling, oh well... To you I say .... Break out or get out Then they say that I can't sing That I don't say a thing That I make everything up...oh well To you I say... Break out or get out Break out or get out Get out of your mind Cause it's much too small And there's so much going on |
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from Faith No More - We Care A Lot (1985)
One day you're thinking that maybe you're feeling better
And you're probably an OK person, if only you had a job... Through the hollow tombs can see them Through their mouths I can hear them praying for pain But it's only a game Listen, man, I know That things are really rough And everybody gets you And life is really tough But I know that deep down inside There's a feeling that rides All the way to the end Thursday you sit in your room with the lights turned out And you don't answer the door Friday morning looks sunny and bright Like it's going to be a good day And it would be if only you had a job Time is on your side, you're young Don't waste your time today |
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from Faith No More - We Care A Lot (1985)
Has it been so long?
Do you think we know? Do you think we care? Die...for the here and now Do you remember why? Do you remember how? Face .... out Stick your chest .... out Stomach .... in Thats right Do you really know Where the harems go In the desert snow? Hail, An oasis dream doesn't really seem To mean a thing when you're out .... cold So, hands .... up Put your guards .... up Feet .... down Up .... down Forward .... march Left .... right Cold .... cold I feel cold |
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from Faith No More - We Care A Lot (1985)
A glow in her eye
As he waved goodbye That's where it all began She was a loving girl He was a caring guy Together they had plans They were married and had a baby His name was Johnnie Wait a minute, that's me Why am I only three years old again Spinning and spinning and spinning There was no gleam in your eye When you passed us by In the parade this time You had nothing to say And you're always on your way somewhere But today you just stood still You were a quiet kind of person Who asked for nothing and got just that So they sent you away to kill for your country Could you blame him? Could you blame them? No. And in the end When we meet again we're friends Will we ever learn that we are always God's children And gods never made moral decisions They made love |
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from Faith No More - The Real Thing (1989)
Tossed into my mind, stirring the calm
You splash me with beauty and pull me down You come from out of nowhere My glance turns to a stare Obsession rules me-I'm yours from the start I know you see me-Our eyes interlock You come from out of nowhere My glance turns to a stare One minute here and one minute there Don't know if I'll laugh or cry One minute here and one minute there And then you wave good-bye... Sifting to the bottom, every day for two All energy funnels, all becomes you You come from out of nowhere My glance turns to a stare One minute here and one minute there Don't know if I'll laugh or cry One minute here and one minute there And it hurts inside One minute here and one minute there And then you wave good-bye... |
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from Faith No More - The Real Thing (1989)
Can you feel it, see it, hear it today?
If you can't, then it doesn't matter anyway You will never understand it cuz it happens too fast And it feels so good, it's like walking on glass It's so cool, it's so hip, it's alright It's so groovy, it's outta sight You can touch it, smell it, taste it so sweet But it makes no difference cuz it knocks you off your feet You want it all but you can't have it It's cryin', bleedin', lying on the floor So you lay down on it and you do it some more You've got to share it, so you dare it Then you bare it and you tear it You want it all but you can't have it It's in your face but you can't grab it It's alive, afraid, a lie, a sin It's magic, it's tragic, it's a loss, it's a win It's dark, it's moist, it's a bitter pain It's sad it happened and it's a shame You want it all but you can't have it It's in your face but you can't grab it What is it? It's it What is it?... |
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from Faith No More - The Real Thing (1989)
Back and forth, I sway with the wind
Resolution slips away again Right through my fingers, back into my heart Where it's out of reach and it's in the dark Sometimes I think I'm blind Or I may be just paralyzed Because the plot thickens every day And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin' away But I know, there's a picture beneath Indecision clouds my vision No one listens... Because I'm somewhere in between My love and my agony You see, I'm somewhere in between My life is falling to pieces Somebody put me together Layin' face down on the ground My fingers in my ears to block the sound My eyes shut tight to avoid the sight Anticipating the end, losing the will to fight Droplets of "yes" and "no" In an ocean of "maybe" From the bottom, it looks like a steep incline From the top, another downhill slope of mine But I know, the equilibrium's there Indecision clouds my vision No one listens Because I'm somewhere in between My love and my agony You see, I'm somewhere in between My life is falling to pieces Somebody put me together |
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from Faith No More - The Real Thing (1989)
Surprise! You're dead!
Ha ha! Open your eyes See the world as it used to be when you used to be in it When you were alive and when you were in love And when I took it from you! It's not over yet You don't remember? I won't let you forget The hatred I bestowed Upon your neck with a fatal blow From my teeth and my tongue I've drank and swallowed, but it's just begun Now you are mine I'll keep killing you until the end of time Surprise! you're dead! Guess what? It never ends... The pain, the torment and torture, profanity Nausea, suffering, perversion, calamity You can't get away |
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from Faith No More - The Real Thing (1989)
You're everything
That's why I cling to you When I emerge My thoughts converge to you To you The world is so small Compared to you And everybody's wrong Compared to you To you I begin to see through your eyes All the former mysteries are no surprise So now, you listen Cuz I'm omniscient Hey look at me lady I'm just a little baby You're lucky to have me I'm cute and sweet as candy As charming as a fable I'm innocent and disabled So hug me and kiss me Then wipe my butt and piss me I hope you never leave Cuz who would hear me scream? Nobody understands Except the toys in my hands So now you listen Cuz I'm omniscient Hey look at me lady I'm just a little baby If I smile, then you smile Then I'll get mad for awhile I melt in your mouth And in your hands whenever I can But I really do nothing Except kickin' and fussin' I like to make a mess I laugh at your distress I sit all day in my crib Absorbing all you give I'm helpless I'm flawless I'm a machine Give me, I need my toys... Keep me hot Keep me strong Keep me everlong So now you listen Cuz I'm omniscient |
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from Faith No More - The Real Thing (1989)
I know the feeling
It is the real thing The essence of the truth The perfect moment That golden moment I know you feel it too I know the feeling It is the real thing You can't refuse the embrace... It's like the pattern below the skin You gotta reach out and pull it all in And you feel like you're too close So you swallow another dose The pinnacle of happiness Filling up your soul You don't think you can take any more You never wanna let go To touch the roots of experience The most basic ingredients To see the unseen glitter of life And feel the dirt, grief, anger and strife Cherish the certainly of now It kills you a bit at a time Cradle the inspiration It will leave you writhing on the floor... This is so unreal, what I feel This nourishment, life is bent Into a shape I can hold A twist of fate, all my own Just grit your teeth, make no sound Take a step away and look around Just clench your fist and close your eyes Look deep inside, hypnotize The whisper is but a shout That's what it is all about Yes, the ecstasy, you can pray You will never let it slip away Like the sacred song that someone sings through you Like the flesh so warm that the thorn sticks into Like the dream you know one day will come to life Try to hold on just a little longer, stronger It's the jewel of victory The chasm of misery And once you have bitten the core You will always know the flavor The split second of divinity You drink up the sky All of heaven is in your arms You know the reason why It's right there, all by itself And what you are, there is nothing else You're growing a life within a life The lips of wonder kiss you inside And when it's over the feeling remains It all comes down to this The smoke clears, I see what it is That made me feel this way... This is so unreal, what I feel Flood, sell your soul, feel the blood Pump through your veins, can't explain The element that's everything Just clench your fist and close your eyes Look deep inside, hypnotize Yes, the ecstasy, you can pray You will never let it slip away Like the echoes of your childhood laughter, ever after Like the first time love urged you to take it's guidance, in silence Like your heartbeat when you realize you're dying, but you're trying Like the way you cry for a happy ending, ending... I know |
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from Faith No More - The Real Thing (1989)
Looking down into the water
It's hard to make out your face If our love is drowning, then why Do I feel so out of place? Bubbling up to the surface Are you getting a breath of fresh air? Forever longing to make you mine But I can't escape your stare... Liquid seeps into your lungs But your eyes look so serene It's wonderful how the surface ripples But you're perfect, and I cannot breathe Forever longing to make you mine But I can't escape your stare... Hold me closer, keep me near My underwater love Hold me closer, keep me near I'll never get enough Touch me from below I'll never let you go But I can't escape |
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from Faith No More - The Real Thing (1989)
Awakened by the sun light
Victimized by last night Memories flashin' through my head Was I just born or am I dead? Yesterday's forgotten, the morning after I can taste you, I can hear your laughter Fading in the distance Recollections drifting Bloodstains on my tattered clothes Each minute the fear grows If I could just lay down to rest I'm tired of searching for myself If I am dead, how can I feel such love? If I am dead, why am I dreaming? If I am dead, where do I go from here? If I am dead, why does this pain feel so good? Is this my blood dried upon my face? Or is it the love of someone else? It tastes so sweet, just like you used to So rescue me my love, splice us together I remember loving you so much But where are you and where's your fatal touch? When I closed my eyes, was it my siesta? Did I encounter a darkness stronger than sleep? I am thirsty for my sleep There are no answers anyway... |
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from Faith No More - The Real Thing (1989)
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses Evil minds that plot destruction Sorcerers of death's construction In the fields are bodies burning As the war machine keeps turning Death and hatred to mankind Poisoning their brainwashed minds, Oh Lord yeah Politicians hide themselves away They only started the war Why should they go out to fight They leave that all to the poor Time will tell on their power minds Making war just for fun Treating people just like pawns in chess Wait til the judgement day comes Now in darkness world stops turning As you hear the bodies burning No more warpigs have the power And as God has struck the hour Day of judgement, God is calling On their knees the warpigs crawling Begging mercy for their sins Satan laughing spreads his wings, Oh Lord yeah |
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from Faith No More - The Real Thing (1989)
Come here, my love
I'll tell you a secret Come closer, now I want you to believe it I'll tell you all the things You want to hear Don't worry, baby There's nothing to fear Hey, little girl Would you like some candy? Look into my eyes I've seen it all Hand in hand Together we fall We'll sing and dance And we'll find romance And we'll stroll to the edge of the world Come sit right down Lay your head on my shoulder It's not the point That I'm forty years older You can trust me I'm no criminal But I'd kill my mother To be with you We'll sing and dance And we'll find romance And we'll stroll to the edge of the world Give me a smile Let me see those pearlies I'll do anything For the little girlies... |
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from Judgment Night (킬러 나이트) [ost] (1992)
Now I gotta murder da' murder ta' get away
The eyes gotta peer now the fool's gotta pay And if they pay then they pay with they life So watch another man try to hold on to his life Cause' I keep lookin' and huntin' just like a lion Let the sucka' know that it's them that be dyin' I show no remorse to the source of the tales And if they tell then the hungry better battle Aw I keep it comin' and comin' across the table And if I miss, I never miss, cuz Im able I'm lookin' forward and I'm lookin' over my shoulder And I'll make a simple sin to make the bonus But I'll never bless the rest, so never cease I'll do a motherfucker with this restin' piece Cause' what they saw they never seen or even heard of And if they live, it's just another body murdered.... .....another body murdered.... I'm makin' deals for deals that make a kill And anyone looking gonna' get that ass killed I'm livin' like a criminal and criminal I be And I'm respected in the hood like a 'G' But if they think I'm blasted then they gone I'm takin' off they're head with a motherfuckin' chrome I gotta pay the play the pay ta' get crooked And I ain't 'BOO' til' I dump another fool I see the fool runnin' and runnin' but where they goin' ? Had to witness my murder now they knowin' What they blast so blast so at the pad I'll have the thing fixed...My life was goin' in a flash.... If I went to say ---- that'd be my ass Searching for these fools while stepping cross the squares Cause they can't hide and hide and that's real And what you just witnessed with your eyes got ta' kill.... .....another body murdered..... Bang your head to this....Turn me up!....another body murdered ...Faith No More.... I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered, ehh... Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E... I have to get it together to watch a body get murdered Bang your head...come on...Bang your head.... ....Bang your head.......Bang you head to this.... I see a fool an' I try an' test the fool I testify that the fool will have to lose Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. gotta keep it low Cause the brother that was shot with my motherfuckin Uz..ooooh... As I bail with my head up Round they crowd someone kicks my luck and then I get up All these busters on my trail Well they get where I'm at, but the fail cause' they can't bail I keep bailin' I been stickin' my shit ever since they've had me jailed in But it ain't all about servin' time... It's about breakin' down the verd(ict) and servin' mine.... Another pass or passive You wanta' play it by the Ridd did the king start blastin' All these fools goin' up they sigh They try to test mine They never get to know why Oooh how long can you live when a gangster like the Ridd keep smokin' that ass..... Bang your head to this... Turn me up.....I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered..ehh Faith No More......I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.....Murder well I won... |
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