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Epic
by Faith No More 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 alright 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 and 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 instrumental bridge 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 yeah yeah yeah It`s in your face but you can`t grab it yeah yeah yeah it`s it What is it It`s it What is it It`s it What is it It`s ityeah yeah yeah |
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We care a lot
We care a lot We care a lot about disasters, fires, floods and killer bees about Los Angeles falling in the sea about starvation and the food that Live Aid bought about disease, baby, Rock Hudson, Rock Yeah! We care a lot We care a lot We care a lot about the gamblers and the pushers and the freaks about the people who live off the street about the welfare of all the boys and girls about you people cause we're out to save the world Yeah! (chorus) And it's a dirty job but someone's got to do it! We care a lot about the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines about the NY, SF, and LAPD about you people, about your guns about the wars you're fighting gee, that looks like fun We care a lot about the Cabbage Patch, The Smurfs, and DMC about Madonna and we cop for Mr.T about the little things, the bigger things we top about you people, yeah, you bet we care a lot (chorus) And it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it |
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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 Thats 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 |
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Falling To Pieces - Faith No More
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 dark Sometimes I think I'm blind Or I may be just paralyzed Because the plot thickens every day And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin' away But I know, there's a picture beneath Indecision clouds my vision No one listens... Because I'm somewhere in between My love and my agony You see, I'm somewhere in between My life is falling to pieces Somebody put me together Layin' face down on the ground My fingers in my ears to block the sound My eyes shut tight to avoid the sight Anticipating the end, losing the will to fight Droplets of "yes" and "no" In an ocean of "maybe" From the bottom, it looks like a steep incline From the top, another downhill slope of mine But I know, the equilibrium's there Indecision clouds my vision No one listens Because I'm somewhere in between My love and my agony You see, I'm somewhere in between My life is falling to pieces Somebody put me together |
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I know the feeling
It is the real thing The essence of the truth The perfect moment That golden moment I know you feel it too I know the feeling It is the real thing You can't refuse the embrace... It's like the pattern below the skin You gotta reach out and pull it all in And you feel like you're too close So you swallow another dose The pinnacle of happiness Filling up your soul You don't think you can take any more You never wanna let go To touch the roots of experience The most basic ingredients To see the unseen glitter of life And feel the dirt, grief, anger and strife Cherish the certainly of now It kills you a bit at a time Cradle the inspiration It will leave you writhing on the floor... This is so unreal, what I feel This nourishment, life is bent Into a shape I can hold A twist of fate, all my own Just grit your teeth, make no sound Take a step away and look around Just clench your fist and close your eyes Look deep inside, hypnotize The whisper is but a shout That's what it is all about Yes, the ecstasy, you can pray You will never let it slip away Like the sacred song that someone sings through you Like the flesh so warm that the thorn sticks into Like the dream you know one day will come to life Try to hold on just a little longer, stronger It's the jewel of victory The chasm of misery And once you have bitten the core You will always know the flavor The split second of divinity You drink up the sky All of heaven is in your arms You know the reason why It's right there, all by itself And what you are, there is nothing else You're growing a life within a life The lips of wonder kiss you inside And when it's over the feeling remains It all comes down to this The smoke clears, I see what it is That made me feel this way... This is so unreal, what I feel Flood, sell your soul, feel the blood Pump through your veins, can't explain The element that's everything Just clench your fist and close your eyes Look deep inside, hypnotize Yes, the ecstasy, you can pray You will never let it slip away Like the echoes of your childhood laughter, ever after Like the first time love urged you to take it's guidance, in silence Like your heartbeat when you realize you're dying, but you're trying Like the way you cry for a happy ending, ending... I know |
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Zombie Eaters
by Faith No More You're everything That's why I cling to you When I emerge My thoughts converge to you To you The world is so small Compared to you And everybody's wrong Compared to you To you I begin to see through your eyes All the former mysteries are no surprise So now, you listen Cuz I'm omniscient Hey look at me lady I'm just a little baby You're lucky to have me I'm cute and sweet as candy As charming as a fable I'm innocent and disabled So hug me and kiss me Then wipe my butt and piss me I hope you never leave Cuz who would hear me scream? Nobody understands Except the toys in my hands So now you listen Cuz I'm omniscient Hey look at me lady I'm just a little baby If I smile, then you smile Then I'll get mad for awhile I melt in your mouth And in your hands whenever I can But I really do nothing Except kickin' and fussin' I like to make a mess I laugh at your distress I sit all day in my crib Absorbing all you give I'm helpless I'm flawless I'm a machine Give me, I need my toys... Keep me hot Keep me strong Keep me everlong So now you listen Cuz I'm omniscient |
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Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet A little discipline For my pet genius My head is like a lettuce Go on and 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 bleeding enough for two It's a midlife crisis........... |
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Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses Evil minds that plot destruction Sorcerers of death's construction In the fields are 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 til the judgement day comes Now in darkness world stops turning Ashes where the bodies burning No more warpigs have the power And as God has struck the hour Day of judgement, God is calling On their knees the warpigs crawling Begging mercy for their sins Satan laughing spreads his wings, Oh Lord yeah |
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