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Track: RV
Artist: Faith No More
Album: Angel Dust

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Name: Faith No More
Spotify Genres: funk rock, alternative metal, rap metal, grunge
Followers: 1,938,579
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An American rock band from San Francisco, California. The genesis of Faith No More was formed in late 1981 as [a7528232], which then turned into [a4392515] Faith No More was started in September 1983 by Roddy Bottum, Billy Gould and Mike Bordin. Since their long-time guitarist Jim Martin left the group in 1993, the band had trouble finding a permanent guitarist. This and band members’ commitments to other musical projects led to to the group disbanding in April 1998. In February 2009 Faith No More announced their reunion as a touring entity. Their 7th album Sol Invictus was released in 2015. Current line-up: Billy Gould - Bass (1983–1998, 2009– ) Mike Bordin - Drums (1983–1998, 2009– ) Roddy Bottum - Keyboards (1983–1998, 2009– ) Mike Patton - Vocals (1988–1998, 2009– ) Jon Hudson - Guitar (1996–1998, 2009– )

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Release: Faith No More - Sol Invictus
Year: 2015
Genres: Rock
Styles: Alternative Rock, Garage Rock, Hard Rock, Funk Metal

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LYRICS

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 everytime 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 bleedin'

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
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, cockroaches, and desserts

I hate you
Talking to myself
Everbody's staring at me
I'm only bleeding

Where are the kids?
Maybe getting pregnant or on drugs or on welfare
on top of the world on the honor roll on parole
on the dodgers on the backs of milk cartons
on stakes in the middle of cornfields
on covers of future history books on old lady's mantles
walkin' on water nailed on crosses

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 TO NOTHIN'