Faith No More - The Cowboy Song

Tears fall, they scarred your innocent dreams
Loves fall, they kinda leave you empty
Leaves fall, the seasons pass you by
And you think that maybe you can fly

Ceilings fall, which each romance your incur
Clouds fall, which each moment of despair
Buildings fall, the pavement is their bed
But what´s the last thing that goes through your head?

You take the elevator to the top
The next thing you know
There you are standing on the edge
And all the flashing lights and futile cries
they left with you now
Just close your eyes and take that final step

Rains fall, they dampen your will to live
Gods fall, which each pleasure that you give
You fall, and take the whole world with you
But will you even bother to look down?

You take the elevator to the top
The next thing you know
There you are standing on the edge
The circumstance it turns you inside out
So we can have peace
Before you find out what´s inside your head

What´s inside your head!

You take the elevator to the top
the next thing you know
there you are standing on the edge
the circumstance it turns you inside out
so we can have peace
before you find out whats inside your head
and all the flashing lights and futile cries
they left with you now
just close your eyes and take that final step
just close your eyes and take that final step

Faith No More - Digging The Grave

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?

It's about

To remind us we're alive

To remind us we're not blind

In that big, black hole

Comfortable

Digging the grave, I got it made

Let something in, throw something out

You left the door open wide

I know you have a reason why

That knot is better left untied

I just went and undid mine

It takes some time

And the shadows so big

It takes the sun out of the day

And the feeling goes away

When you close the door

Comfortable

Digging the grave, I got it made

Let something in, throw something out

You left the door open wide

Digging the grave, I got it made

Comfortable

Digging the grave, I got it made

Let something in, throw something out

You left the door open wide

And it's out of this world, comfortable!

Out of this world, comfortable!

Out of this world, comfortable!

Out of this world, comfortable!

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 - Arabian Disco

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
That's 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

Faith No More - Last Cup Of Sorrow

This is getting old
And so are you
Everything you know
And never knew
Will run through your fingers
Just like sand

Enjoy it while you can

Like a snake between two stones
It itches in your bones
Take a deep breath and swallow
Your sorrow
Tomorrow

So raise 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 of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way

It won't begin
Until you make it end
Until you know the how the where and the when
With a new face you might surprise yourself

Like a snake between two stones
It itches in your bones
Take a deep breath and swallow
Your sorrow
Tomorrow

So raise 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 of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way!

You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself

You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself

You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself
You might surprise yourself

Faith No More - War Pigs

Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction
In the fields the 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 'till their judgment day comes

Now in darkness world stops turning
As the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of judgment God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laughing spreads his wings
Oh Lord yeah

(originally recorded by Black Sabbath)

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 - Epic

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 so right
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 then 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?
IT'S IT!
What is it?
IT'S IT!
What is it?
IT'S IT!

What is it?
IT'S IT!
What is it?
IT'S IT!
What is it?
IT'S IT!
What is it?

You want it all but you can't have it
It's in your face but you can't grab it

IT'S IT!
What is it?
IT'S IT!
What is it?
IT'S IT!
What is it?
IT'S IT!
What is it?...

Faith No More - We Care A Lot

We care a lot about disasters, fires, floods and killer bees
We care a lot about the NASA shuttle falling in the sea
We care a lot about starvation and the food that Live Aid bought
We care a lot about disease, baby Rock, Hudson, rock, yeah!

We care a lot about the gamblers and the pushers and the geeks
We care a lot about the crack and smack and whack that hits the street
We care a lot about the welfare of all the boys and girls
We care a lot about you people cause we're out to save the world

YEAH!

And it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it

We care a lot about the army navy air force and marines
We care a lot about the SF, NY and LAPD
We care a lot about you people, about your guns
About the wars you're fighting gee that looks like fun

We care a lot about the Garbage Pail Kids, they never lie
We care a lot about Transformers cause there's more than meets the eye
We care a lot about the little things, the bigger things we top
We care a lot about you people yeah you bet we care a lot,

YEAH!

Well, its a dirty job but someone's gotta do it
And it's a dirty song but someone's gotta sing it

Faith No More - Ashes To Ashes

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 of the ocean
And I'll wave to you with the arms of the mountain
I'll see you

I will let you shout no more
It's on my head (It's on my head)
I'll pick you up from the floor
It's on my head (It's on my head)
I'll let you even the score
It's on my head (It's on my head)

Give it all to you, then I'll be closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And I'll wave to you with the arms of the mountain
I'll see you

Give the same to me, then I'll be closer, closer
Give the same to me, then I'll be closer, closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And I'll wave to you with the arms of the mountain
Give the same to me, then I'll be closer, closer
Give the same to me, then I'll be closer, closer

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