Faith No More - Rv lyrics

Album: Angel Dust (1992)

Backside melts into a sofa
My world, my TV, & my food
Besides listening to my belly gurgle
Aint much else to do
Yea, I sweat a lot
Pants fall down every time I bend over
And my feet itch
Yea-I married a scarecrow
I hate you
Talking to myself
Everibody´s starin´ at me
I am only bleedin´
Someone taps me on the shoulder every 5 minutes
Nobody speaks English anymore
Would anybody tell me I was gettin´ stupider?
I hate you
Talking to myself
You do not feel it after awhile
You take the beating
I am 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 do not
I aint about to guzzle no tears
so kiss my ass
newscasters, coakroaches, & desserts
I hate you
Talkin´ to myself
Everibody´s starin´ at me
I am only bleedin´
Where are the kids?
maybepregnantorondrugs
oronwelfareontopoftheworld
donthehonorrolonparoleontheDodgers
onthebackofmilkcartonsonstakes
inthemiddleofcornfields
oncoversoffuturehistorybooks
onoldlady´smantleswalkin´onwaternailedoncrosses
I think it is time I had a talk with my kids
I will just tell em what my daddy told me
YOU AIN´T NEVER GONNA AMOUNT NOTHIN´

Faith No More Ringtones