Faith No More is:
- Mike Patton :Volcals
- Jim Martin :Guitar
- Billy Gould :Bass Guitar
- Roddy Bottum :Keyboards
- Mike Bordin :Drums
1: Land of Sunshine
2: Caffeine
3: Midlife Crisis
4: RV
5: Smaller and Smaller
6: Everything's Ruined
7: Malpractice
8: Kindergarten
9: Be Aggresive
10: A Small Victory
11: Crack Hitler
12: Jizzlobber
1: LAND OF SUNSHINE
You have a winning way, so keep it Your future You are an angel heading
for a land of sunshine And fortune is smiling upon you Prepare for a series
of a comfortable miracles From fasting to feasting And life to you is a
dashing, bold adventure So sing, and rejoice And look for the dream that
keeps coming back Your future Pat yourself on the back and give yourself
a handshake Cuz everything is not yet lost... (Does life seem worthwhile
to you?) HERE'S HOW TO ORDER! Does life seem worthwhile to you? Do others
push you around? Is age against you? Sing and rejoice! Does life seem worthwhile
to you? Does emotional music Have quite an effect on you? I-I can help-I
can help you-I can help you help yourself! HERE'S HOW TO ORDER! Varicose
Comatose Senile 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
2: CAFFEINE
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
3: 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 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 Your menstruating heart It
ain't bleedin' enough for two It's a midlife crisis... 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 I'm 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's
a midlife crisis...
4: RV
Backside melts into a sofa My world, my TV, and my food Besides listening
to my belly gurgle Ain't much else to do Yeah, I sweat a lot Pants fall
down every time I bend over And my feet itch Yeah-I married a scarecrow
I hate you Talking to myself Everibody's starin' at me I'm only bleedin'
Someone taps me on the shoulder every 5 minutes Nobody speaks English anymore
Would anybody tell me I was gettin' stupider? I hate you Talking to myself
You don't feel it after awhile You take the beating I'm a swingin' 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, coakroaches, and desserts
I hate you Talkin' to myself Everibody's starin' at me I'm only bleedin'
Where are the kids? maybepregnantorondrugs oronwelfareontopoftheworld donthehonorrolonparoleontheDodgers
onthebackofmilkcartonsonstakes inthemiddleofcornfields oncoversoffuturehistorybooks
onoldlady'smantleswalkin'onwaternailedoncrosses 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 NOTHIN'
5: SMALLER AND SMALLER
Muscles and fields of green Shovel the last few crumbs Of generosity Open
heart, open mind, open mouth, open vein DRAIN Someday the rains will come
My blistered hands tell me Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow BITE BITE BITE
CRY I'll keep coming back smaller and smaller and smaller squash me smaller
and smaller and smaller under the charity smaller and smaller and smaller
under the topsoil smaller and smaller and smaller under the fingernail
smaller and smaller and smaller then small becomes all becomes all.......
BITE BITE BITE CRY It's not a mirage It's not a mirage trickling downward,
trickling downward It's not a mirage DRAIN DRAIN BITE BITE BITE CRY smaller
and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller.......
6: EVERYTHING'S RUINED
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
7: MALPRACTICE
The crowd roars It's deep and so unhealthy The rest you know I'll feel
the hands that felt me Cold hands Your hands Cover my mouth While I'm staring
into bright lights APPLAUSE The crowd roars The rest you know Ten lovers
violating Cured Discharged Reach back inside Knuckle white Ruffle white
The crowd roars They ruined and repaired me The rest you know The hands
removed the bad thing MIRACLE
8: KINDERGARTEN
Return to my own vomit like a dog Rhymes and giggles muffle the dialogue
Carve my initials in a tree, I will never leave Maybe one day I'll be royalty
Kingdom Kindergarten Born late Will I graduate? Drinking fountains are
shorter than they used to The swings on the playground don't even fit me
anymore Folklore: Nobody's supposed to believe in the next grade WRITE
IT A HUNDRED TIMES Kingdom Kindergarten Waiting Bell's not ringing Held
back again Everything got quiet suddenly ; no dolby And the theatre is
empty Film is flapping on the side of the projector The reel is over Banished
with my sticky shoes and stinging eyes I'M WALKING OUTSIDE Kingdom Kindergarten
Born late Will I graduate? Held back again
9: BE AGGRESSIVE
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 aggresive 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 flovor of the week I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW
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 aggresive B-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e- Go, Fight,
Go, Fight, Go, Fight, Go, Fight, Win
10: A SMALL VICTORY
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 the 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 They keep me thinking that someday
I might beat you But I'll just keep my mouth shut The little nothings 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 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 You still won't hear
11: CRACK HITLER
Sink the eight ball Buy the lady a drink And nobody knows my name Bodies
float up From the bottom of the river Like bubbles in fine champagne He's
the one, no doubt Walkin' on a tightrope He's the one, no doubt Got a gash
on my head And a grin on my face And a shadow called danger Hidin' in the
sheets And on the streets In the heart of every stranger Here he comes,
look out Teach the world a lesson Here he comes, look out Sweat on the
brow And a tap on the phone And lives are on the line Pick up the briefcase
On a high speed chase Breathin' by the roll of the dice Reachin' up to
the top We're dependin' on you Reachin' up to the top "In regards to My
usage of the drug... it modified my personality to the extent that I was
highly irritable" "I was like a crack Hitler" Keep up the fight And in
the wink of an eye Never give up Ooo..ahh.. look out
12: JIZZLOBBER
Smiles Bruises Smiles Bruises Bars in the womb I hide the dirty minutes
under my dirty mattress and they are making me itch My time Is split milk
My skin is a layer of soot I'm spending my days scrubbing I'm trying so
hard to act like nothing happened (no one left to blame) I'm trying so
hard to find that fresh, clean smell (no one left to blame) Smiles Bruises
Smiles Bruises Bars in the womb I hide the dirty minutes under my dirty
mattress and they are making me itch My time Is split milk Cruel words
sleep above me Mounting and teasing I AM WHAT I'VE DONE I AM WHAT I'VE
DONE I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry
