RV(Live in Dekalb, Illinois 20th September 1992) (Live) - Faith No More (信仰破灭)
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 pants fall down every time I bend over
My feet Itch
Yeah I married a scarecrow
I hate you
Talkin' to myself
Everybody's staring at me
I'm only bleeding
Someone taps me on the shoulder every 5 minutes
No on speaks English anymore
Would anybody tell me If I was getting stupider
I hate you
Talkin' 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
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
I think It's time I had a talk with my kids
I'll just tell 'em what my daddy told me