Letras:
Faith No More Mouth To Mouth

bundle of nerves I give you a wet noodle, you swear that it was my tongue A sharp one Instead of that same old mouth to mouth to mouth to mouth I can

bundle of nerves I give you a wet noodle, you swear that it was my tongue A sharp one Instead of that same old mouth to mouth to mouth to mouth I can

bundle of nerves I give you a wet noodle, you swear that it was my tongue A sharp one Instead of that same old mouth to mouth to mouth to mouth I can

may be soft in your palm But I'll soon grow hungry for a fight, and I will not let you win My pretty mouth will frame the phrases that will disprove your faith

have to shout Maybe if you change it you can get your way Just rearrange it and you can get paid A little more money comes in every day Faith and five

soon or later will win We're climbing on our faith we are crying with pink sour plastic mouth Climbing on our faith we are crying with pink sour plastic mouth

: [Faith No More cover] 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

clean what you've stole the streets will hang high stretch ribs and let taste we'll cover the smell with silver nitrate mending the cuts of your prosthetic faith

holding back the flood learning how to dance the rain. There was more of them than us now they?ll never dance again. Although no one understood there was more