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(l,m,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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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
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...
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--------------------------------------------------------------------------------  (l,m,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] )  --------------------------------------------------------------------------------  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  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...  --------------------------------------------------------------------------------