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1: Faster Disco Styling, you know you are styling So turn to the mirror and blow yourself a kiss It goes just like this You've done it a thousand times It's as easy as drinking wine, only now it's blood. Here it come again (treating you so kind) Till it comes again (leaving you no mind) Your feelings, they flow without reason So look to the stars above and Blow it all away. I come without warning Some call me morning, I wipe all your tears away, the evil ones I kill Here it comes again (treating you so kind) Till it comes again (leaving you no mind) Taking the form of pain this time It never treats you unkind Your followers, lead them blind And suck away their lives Cause yours depends on it Here it comes again Chasing the night away 2: Anne's Song "HEY!" WHAT?? "Oh nothing, just wondering why it is you're doing that whatever it is you're doing. "Oh yeah, why?" I dunno it just doesn't seem like something >you'd< be doing that's all >you< of all people, know what I mean? "Yeah I know it's been bugging you since the day I was born, huh? I asked my friend Anne about it. I said, 'Anne, Anne, Anne, what am I supposed to do, it's been bugging them since the day that I was born.' She said 'Do whatever the hell you want to do! Now is the time to do whatever you want, and it will still turn out great. You've got the world at your feet.'" I never claimed to be different, I only said I was bored and she's tired of your uniqueness, it sends her over head first then the rest of her follows, the breath of life, it never left her hol- low... I can do everything, she said, she said with a smile. And I can go anywhere tonight, cause I'm with Anne. Anne, Anne, Who? Anne Dagnabit Island princess queen with the juice What's this? I see she brought her whole uplown contingent. First there's Jon E., he always loves a party, he's followed by Vinnie, who's feelin' kinda skinny, he says "Hey Anne I'm starved what you got to eat, she says "Vinnie you're always starving man get away from that fridge! Here comes Lucy, she's feelin' really sexy, she's followed by her boyfriend, who'd better not turn around, this time, or he's bound to lose her, and here comes Jamilla, who's got the cream soda... I can do everything, she said, she said with a smile And I can go anywhere tonight, cause I'm with Anne 3: Introduce Yourself From the day I was born, I took the bull by the 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? Introduce yourself (right on!) Now two decades gone by and I know that's a long time, para tiempo means nada nunca. Cause I'm still the same asshole and I still wet my pants every time that I see your face (who are you?) Introduce yourself (right on!) Hey Mr. Biggs, Hey Mr. Bestall, Hey Mr. Warner what's up? Hey Mr. Enigma, Hey Mr. Bigtime, Hey Mr. Epic, What's going on? Introduce yourself (right on!) 4: Chinese Arithmetic Candle light, it burns in every hole of your eyes It's beautiful, how much you'll never realize So hush my love, there's something I'm to tell you now Your time has come, around again my sleepless one Your friend was young, hung and plastered He never knew his own disaster I think it's good, in fact it was faster Cause it was you that he was after Hold me now, as if you'll never let me go Unhand me now, as if you've always known my name His love was king, his love was master He needed more, he needed always He searched in vein for love and shelter In every soul, in every hallway So you thought she'd be sweeter than your girlfriend Peter Well give it a second chance cause you've yet to meet her We got the same ideas, we got the same old fears They're different colors sometimes, but, hey, who cares? Just years that tears our lives apart Just like the time that you tried to teach your cousin to walk He couldn't do it-push!-you told him twice Well, I do man but it just don't jive Tried so hard to control my behavior I tried so hard, so hard to believe you But now I live only to deceive you... So KICK and SCREAM!!! 5: Death March There's nothing I'd like more than to let you in But now you're on the other side and there's no way... To feel your breath of life upon my face Cause with the state you're in there wouldn't be a trace No I wake up every night with this emptiness inside Hasn't been the same since you left without a trace Quit the human race, did you? Camina con la muerto? 6: 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 7: R n' R Don't put that thing too close to my head It took this long just to get ahead, he says He knows for sure, but that he can't decide Between his decency and this matter of pride So he's growing up on time, he's growing up in the middle... And it burns, and it burns, the sun burns Oh, now I can really feel it. How could you ever stand it? We've got the same ideas, we got the same old fears; Different colors sometimes, but hey, who cares? It's just years that shears our lives apart, like the Time you tried to teach your nephew to fart, he couldn't do it. PUSH! So he's growing up on time, I'm growing up in the middle... Oh, now I can really feel it. How could you ever stand it? I'm not the kind of person who would say it, if it wasn't the truth And then you go and tell a friend that her heart's on fire And it has no meaning. Now and only now I know the difference when you tell me There is no difference. So she's growing up on time, she's growing up in the middle... Now's the time to evaluate between the love you give And the love that you take. "It's not a matter of opinion, when it comes down to it, It's just a difference of opinion, that much I can take." So I'm growing up on time, I'm growing up in the middle... And it burns 8: The Crab Song "And after all the feelings go, I see I still love you so, I just thought I'd let you know now that everything's okay, And you are on your way back, back to where you came," She said with pain in her heart, it was there from the start. Now I know why everything turns grey, but it's our own world we paint And I want the brightest, I want flourescence every day and night For the rest of my life, open your eyes, won't you? Can't you see you're so beautiful to me? Don't look back as a matter of fact there's A ten foot Jack wants to break your back You stole his girl, you wrecked his world Now it's your your head that he's gonna twirl He won't think once, he won't think twice Cause he knows just what he's gonna do tonight He will commit a crime, a crime of love And he won't be happy till he sees your blood Looking back on when you left me Standing in the rain Don't look back as a matter of fact there's A son of a bitch and he's digging a ditch For you my friend, my lucky one So grab your things it's time to run to the other side Where love takes pride, and your souls The only thing that stays alive Ma maooba goo goo ga ga Hey! Quit talkin that terminal jive! Looking back on when I left you... Crying in pain Don't look back...[1st verse] Looking back on when you left me Standing in the rain, in-credible pain I understand. You have to be your own person. And that's ok with me. Hurts, Hurts, Hurts, Like a like a motherfucher Love. it hurts. it kills. Like a sonofabitch. That feeling. It gets me. Down inside. Deep down there No further. Keep going. Oh man that's right out my system 9: Blood It doesn't really matter, the things you say to me Cause if I had a ladder, up there is where I'd be Outta here where the air is cold, you're messing with my mind Hey! You do it every time, Hey! And the season comes around Once more,once more. It doesn't really matter, the things you try to say It doesn't really matter, you say 'em every day Right now just give me more blood Just give it to me deep red A flowing river crimson A flowing river burning with desire It's great, but I never said how great Hey, you never really asked, well, I'm asking you right now So shut up and explain What's on your mind In this dark hour I said it doesn't matter, I can't be that much fatter And you'll never get as much blood From a phony Blarney, stone, rock, hard, Granite!?! Solid. 10: Spirit She looked at me and did the bosa nova I smiled at her and then just walked away then the lights came on and it was over to my surprise, she wasn't a girl at all so I packed it up and took to a rock show... where you can feel the pulse getting stronger & you can only hear the beat for so long I asked if there was any way to stop it No, he said, just smile and act as if... you worship the very ground on which they walk on... no way a temporary absence of gesture a hidden meaning known to everyone a slight misconception of leizure don't see how that could hurt anyone...I know...but spirit, excellence, further down the road, these are the tools you'll need further down the road. so lets pack it up and take it somewhere special... from a quintessential, existential nightmare to a sanctuary waiting in the sun Lyrics in plain text format |
Chuck Mosely - Vocals Roddy Bottum - Keyboards, backing vocals Bill Gould - Bass, backing vocals Mike Bordin - Drums, backing vocals, congas Jim Martin - Guitars, backing vocals Produced by: Stever Berlin and Matt Wallace with Faith No More Recorded at: Studio D, Sausalito, CA. / Control Center, Los Angeles, CA. Recording Engineer: Matt Wallace Assistant Engineer: Jim "Watts" Verecke Mixed at: Studio D, Sausalito, CA. Mastered by: John Golden at K-Disk, Los Angeles, CA. All lyrics written by Chuck, Except for "We Care a Lot" and "Introduce Yourself" Written by Chuck and Roddy Art Direction Design: Jeff Price / Bob Biggs / Faith No More Photography: Lendon Flanagan A very cool oldie, this Faith No More. It's from 1987, and it's more punk than metal I think. But still it's a very nice album. The lyrics are funny, the music is cool, and the singing... Well, you may have to get used to that, but the half-drunk vocals of Chuck have it's own charm. Rating: 7.5 out of 10
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