Faith No More - RV

Backside melts into the sofa
My world my TV and my food
Besides listening to my belly gurgle
There ain't much else to do
Yeah, I sweat a lot
Pants fall down every time I bend over
My feet itch
Yeah – I married a scarecrow

I hate you
Talking to myself
Everybody's staring at me
I'm only bleeding

Someone taps me on the shoulder every 5 minutes
No one speaks English anymore
Would anybody tell me if I was getting stupider?

I hate you
Talking to myself
You don't feel it after awhile
You take the beating

I'm a swinging guy
Throw a belt over the shower curtain rod
And swing
Toss me inside a hefty
And put me in the ground

A drink needs me
I don't
I ain't about to guzzle no tears
So kiss my ass
Newscasters, cockroaches, and desserts

I hate you
Talking to myself
Everybody's staring at me
I'm only bleeding

Where are the kids?
Maybe getting pregnant or on drugs or on welfare
On top of the world on the honor roll on parole
On the dodgers on the backs of milk cartons
On stakes in the middle of cornfields
On covers of future history books on old lady's mantles
Walking on water nailed on crosses

I think it's time I had a talk with my kids
I'll just tell 'em what my daddy told me
You ain't never gonna amount to nothing

Faith No More - Be Agressive

I started this
It's all for me
What's yours is mine and mine is mine
That's plain to see
So give it up
I've got to have
I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW

Be aggressive
B-e aggressive
B-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e
Be aggressive
B-e aggressive
B-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e

What someone else
Would leave behind
And spit it out, let's go to waste
I claim as mine
You're my flavor of the week
I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW

Be aggressive
B-e aggressive
B-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e
Be aggressive
B-e aggressive
B-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e

I swallow, I swallow

Aggressive, aggressive

Tall and reckless
Ugly seed
Reach down my throat
You filthy bird
That's all I need
This empty pit
I've got to feed
To prove I'm fit
A healthy man
I've got to be
Malnutrition, my submission
You're the master
And I take it on my knees
Ejaculation
Tribulation
I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW

Be aggressive
B-e aggressive
B-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e
Be aggressive
B-e aggressive
B-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e
Go, Fight, Go, Fight, Go, Fight, Go, Fight, Win

Faith No More - Caffeine

Pour shame all over us harden into a crust (cement)
Forget the glamour and mumble a jackhammer (under your breath)
Hide your face in the curtains
Better unsaid, so close
And it rolls off the tongue, almost

The world expects the pose, perfectly natural (loosen up)
Smearing wet concrete and swearing you'll never be (caught)
At your weakest, etched in stone
And we're frozen here, peeking
Almost, sweet talk, caffeine
Make contact
Up to my neck
I confess in quicksand

"But it's so easy for you
There's always one thing
Do you have something to tell me?
Say something
Anything"

I'm warning you
I'm warning you
I'm fucking you
I'm warning you

"Relax, it's just a phase
You'll grow out of it"

Believe anything anyone ever tells you
It's not funny any more

It's thing you hate the most
The thing you hate the most
The thing you hate almost

Faith No More - Everything's Ruined

Things worked out better than we have planned
Capital from boy, woman and man
We're like ink and paper
Numbers on a calculator
Knew arithmetic so well
Working overtime
Completed what was assigned
We had to multiply ourselves
A bouncing little baby
A shiny copper penny
And he spent himself
Would not listen to us
But when he lost his appetite
He lost his weight and friends
Baby became a fat nickel so fast
Then came puberty
Exponentially
Soon our boy became a million
People loved him so
And helped him to grow
Everyone knew the thing that was best
Of course, he must invest
A penny won't do
But he made us proud
He made us rich
But how were we to know
He's counterfeit
Now everything's ruined

Faith No More - A Small Victory

A hierarchy
Spread out on the nightstand
The spirit of team
Salvation is another chance
A sore loser
Yelling with my mouth shut

A cracking portrait
The fondling of trophies
The null of losing
Can you afford that luxury?
A sore winner
But I'll just keep my mouth shut

It shouldn't bother me
But it does

The small victories
The cankers and medallions
The little nothings
They keep me thinking
That someday
I might beat you
But I'll just keep my mouth shut

It shouldn't bother me
But it does

IF I SPEAK AT ONE CONSTANT VOLUME AT ONE CONSTANT PITCH AT ONE CONSTANT RHYTHM RIGHT INTO YOUR EAR, YOU STILL WONT HEAR
You still won't hear
You still won't hear
You still won't hear
You still won't hear
You still won't hear
You still won't hear

Faith No More - As The Worm Turns

One day you're thinking that maybe you're feeling better
And you're probably an OK person, if you only had a job...
Through their hollow tombs I can see them
Through their mouths I hear them praying for pain
But it's only a game

Listen, man, I know
That things are fucken rough
And everybody doubts 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

Faith No More - Midlife Crisis

Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius
My head is like lettuce
Go on dig your thumbs in
I cannot stop giving in
I'm thirty-something

Sense of security
Like pockets jingling
Midlife crisis
Suck ingenuity
Down through the family tree

You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you (you're only you)
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleedin' enough for two

What an inheritance
The salt and the kleenex
Morbid self attention
Bending my pinky back
A little discipline
A donor by habit
A little discipline
Rent an opinion

Sense of security
Holding blunt instrument
Midlife Crisis
I'm a perfectionist
And perfect is a skinned knee

You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you (you're only you)
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleedin' enough for two

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It's a midlife crisis...
It's a midlife crisis...

You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you (you're only you)
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleedin' enough for two