-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (p) Faith No More Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim
I want them to know it's me It's on my head I'll point the finger at me It's on my head Give it all to you Then I'll be closer Smiling with the mouth
And you think that maybe you can fly Ceilings fall, with each romance you repair Clouds fall, with each moment of despair Buildings fall, the pavement is
Turn the lights out baby This one's for the ladies in the house Know it sounds funny but I just can't stand the pain Girl, I'm leaving you tomorrow Seems
It would be wrong to ask you why Because I know what goes inside Is only half of what comes out Isn't that what it's about ? To remind us we're alive
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?...
your head down and go Step beside the piece of the circumstance Got to wash away the taste of evidence Wash it away(evidence) I didn't feel a thing It
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
it up and lets propose a toast. To the thing that hurts you most. It's your last cup of sorrow. What can you say? Finish it today. It's your last cup
horns, and gave you Plenty to scorn, well right on! then you said in a song that life was Gettin real tough, but hey I think that you're bluffing, what of it
Tossed into my mind, stirring the calm You splash me with beauty and pull me down You come from out of nowhere My glance truns to a stare Obsession rules
'bout that It's just an accident Revenge Nobody forgets Chop it into bits The bitterness is hard to hide It smells like homicide Just nod and say it'
As you hear the bodies burning No more warpigs have the power Hand of God has struck the hour Day of judgment, God is calling On their knees the warpigs
a perfectionist And perfect is a skinned knee You're perfect, yes, it's true But without me you're only you Your menstruating heart It ain't bleedin' enough for two It
and love changes And best friends become strangers, Pachangas Pa-Pa-Pachangas, Pa-Pa-Pachangas Yo everything ain't love, Love cause if it is My definition
head if the needle is wise be the thread And weave ancestral wisdom yours by best spreading the lords word over this broad earth -Robbie & Maxi jazz: This is
merit is strong Yes sir He breathed it Theopneustos So if you trying to move close Then get it, live it, give it to some faithful men that you know Hope your passion is