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Faith No More: "Who Cares A Lot?" – 1998

энциклопедия: Faith No More

Состав группы:

  • Mike Patton – вокал
  • Jon Hudson – гитара
  • Billy Gould – бас
  • Roddy Bottum – клавишные
  • Mike Bordin – ударные

Faith No More: "Who Cares A Lot?" – 1998

Композиции:

  1. We Care A Lot
  2. Introduce Yourself
  3. From Out Of Nowhere
  4. Epic
  5. Falling To Pieces
  6. Midlife Crisis
  7. A Small Victory
  8. Easy
  9. Digging The Grave
  10. The Gentle Art Of Making Enemies
  11. Evidence
  12. I Started A Joke
  13. Last Cup Of Sorrow
  14. Ashes To Ashes
  15. Stripsearch

Лирика

1. 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

2. 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!)

3. From Out Of Nowhere

Tossed into my mind, stirring the calm
You splash me with beauty and pull me down
You come from out of nowhere
My glance turns to a stare
Obsession rules me-I'm yours from the start
I know you see me-Our eyes interlock
You come from out of nowhere
My glance turns to a stare
One minute here and one minute there
Don't know if I'll laugh or cry
One minute here and one minute there
And then you wave good-bye...
Sifting to the bottom, every day for two
All energy funnels, all becomes you
You come from out of nowhere
My glance turns to a stare
One minute here and one minute there
Don't know if I'll laugh or cry
One minute here and one minute there
And it hurts inside
One minute here and one minute there
And then you wave good-bye...

4. 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 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?...

5. Falling To Pieces

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

6. 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
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
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleedin' enough for two
It's a midlife crisis...

7. A Small Victory

A hierarhcy
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 CONSONANT RHYTHM RIGHT INTO YOUR EAR,
YOU STILL WON'T HEAR, YOU STILL WON'T HEAR

8. Easy

I know it sounds funny but I just can't stand the pain
Girl I'm leaving you tomorrow
Seems to me girl you know I've done all I can
You see I begged, stole, and I borrowed
That's why I'm easy
Easy like Sunday morning
That's why I'm easy
Easy like Sunday morning
I wanna' be high
So high
I wanna' be free to know the things I do are right
I wanna' be free
Just me
Oh baby...
That's why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning
That's why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning

9. Digging The Grave

It would be wrong to ask you why
Because I know what goes inside
Is only half of what come out
Isn't that what 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 or 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
if you close the door
Comfortable
And it's out of this world
Comfortable

10. The Gentle Art Of Making Enemies

The words are so familiar-
all the same greats, the same mistakes
It doesn't have to be like this
If you don't make a friend now
One might make you
So learn
The gentle art of making enemies
Don't look so surprised
Happy birthday...fucker
Blow that candle out,
We're gonna kick you, kick you
[Don't say you're not because you are]
[Don't say you're not because you are]
[History tells us that you are]
[History tells us that you are]
And all you need is just one more excuse
You put up one hell of a fight, you put up one hell of a fight
I wanna hear you very best excuse
I never felt this much alive, I never felt this much alive
Your day has finally come-
So where the hat and do the dance
And let the suit keep wearing you.
This year you'll sit and take it
And you will like it-
It's the gentle art of making enemies
I deserve a reward
Cuz I'm the best fuck that you ever had
And if I tighten up my hole-
You may never see the light again
[There's always an easy way out]
[There's always an easy way out]
[You need something wet in your mouth]
[You need something wet in your mouth]
I never felt this much alive

11. Evidence

If you want to open the hole
Just put your head down and go
Step beside the piece of circumstance
Got to wash away the taste of evidence
Wash it away
(Evidence...got a taste of evidence)
I didn't feel a thing
It didn't mean a thing
Look in the eye and testify;
I didn't feel a thing
Anything you say, we know you're guilty
Hands above your head and you won't even feel me
You won't feel me

12. I Started A Joke

I started a joke
Which started the whole world crying
Oh but I didn't see
That the joke was on me...oh no..
And I started to cry
Which started the whole world laughing
Oh if I'd only seen
That the joke was on me
And I looked at the skies
Running my hands
Over my eyes
And I fell out of bed
Cursing my head
For things that I've said
Till I finally died
Which started the whole world living
Oh if I'd only seen
That the joke was on me
And I looked at the skies
Running my hands
Over my eyes
And I fell out of bed
Cursing my head
For things that I've said
Till I finally died
Which started the whole world living
Oh if I'd only seen
That the joke was on me
That the joke was on me.........me.........

13. 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 deeper 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

14. 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
I'll pick you up from the floor
It's on my head
I'll let you even the score 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

15. Stripsearch

It's over today
The heat is gone
Time is gone
F for fake
I feel no wrong
Hide no wrong
I love this place
The lights....
Under this face
So dry....

Only way to change
Give yourself away
Don't be ashamed
Next in line; close one eye
Just walk by

In these days
I'm breathing stone, crying stone
I'll win this race
I'll leave alone, arrive alone
Love this place, the lights...
Under this face, so dry...

Stripped to the bone
I did no wrong
Truth is my name
Give yourself away

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