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(p) Faith No More
< Mike Bordin: Drums; Roddy Bottum: Keyboards;
Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar;
Mike Patton: Vocals >
( Angel Dust [Slash Records, 1992] )
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Sink the eight ball
Buy the lady a drink
And nobody knows my name
Bodies float up
From the bottom of the river
Like bubbles in fine champagne
He's the one, no doubt
Walkin' on a tightrope
He's the one, no doubt
Got a gash on my head
And a grin on my face
And a shadow called danger
Hidin' in the sheets
And on the streets
In the heart of every stranger
Here he comes, look out
Teach the world a lesson
Here he comes, look out
Sweat on the brow
And a tap on the phone
And lives are on the line
Pick up the briefcase
On a high speed chase
Breathin' by the roll
of the dice
Reachin' up to the top
We're dependin' on you
Reachin' up to the top
"In regards to
My usage of the drug...
it modified my personality
to the extent that I was
highly irritable"
"I was like a crack Hitler"
Keep up the fight
And in the wink of an eye
Never give up
Ooo..ahh..
look out
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--------------------------------------------------------------------------------  (p) Faith No More   < Mike Bordin: Drums; Roddy Bottum: Keyboards;   Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar;   Mike Patton: Vocals >   ( Angel Dust [Slash Records, 1992] )  --------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Sink the eight ball  Buy the lady a drink  And nobody knows my name  Bodies float up  From the bottom of the river  Like bubbles in fine champagne  He's the one, no doubt  Walkin' on a tightrope  He's the one, no doubt  Got a gash on my head  And a grin on my face  And a shadow called danger  Hidin' in the sheets  And on the streets  In the heart of every stranger  Here he comes, look out  Teach the world a lesson  Here he comes, look out  Sweat on the brow  And a tap on the phone  And lives are on the line  Pick up the briefcase  On a high speed chase  Breathin' by the roll  of the dice  Reachin' up to the top  We're dependin' on you  Reachin' up to the top  "In regards to  My usage of the drug...  it modified my personality  to the extent that I was  highly irritable"  "I was like a crack Hitler"  Keep up the fight  And in the wink of an eye  Never give up  Ooo..ahh..  look out  --------------------------------------------------------------------------------