Look Ma! No Fans! -or- Do You Want Fries With These Songs?

It's the comedy of tragedy that keeps me hanging on. Did you think i didn't see you roll your eyes at that last song?. We've all got better things to do.

Motherfucker

Force fed more than we eat in the wild. Grazed on a mash that can suffocate a child. Bloated, promoted in an ode to pomped style. Moistened in the feed while we choke upon the bile.

Midnight Cowboy

Little Triggers

Ain't nothing worth watching on the TV today,. and I can't stand working, and there ain't no shade.. Prayer is for weaklings. I'm banking n luck,. this city, my looks, and not giving a fuck..

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.

Midlife Crises

Go on and ring my neck. like when a rag gets wet. a little discipline. for my pet genius. my head is like a lettuce. go on and dig your thumbs in. I cannot stop giving.

I'm So Happy I Could Just Cry Myself To Sleep -or- The Routes We Wander

Tonight, tonight, the captain's dreams are bad. Searching for the tear and the distant shore. Amidst the sluts, the drifters and the thieves. He doesn't dream of landing any more..

I See

I see when I look at you, C'mon yea. . I see when I look at you, C'mon yea. . I see when I look at you, C'mon yea. . Things can get better if we talk to each other.

Matador

When your soul stood over me. A future shadow. He boasted and sang to me. Farewell, so long. I'll awake you from this living sleep. We'll walk the shore, where you were born.

Huffing The Proverbial Line Off The Proverbial Dong -or- Blood & The Frog

You can't dig what you don't understand, boy. Sometimes it's the only way. Well, the misery's so fucking exciting. Well, the fashion of it all's the fucking rage..

Mark Bowen

Love...it's a beginning. A justifiable means to an end. And happiness, that triumphant feeling. Only comes from within. But ...you'll...never make the grade.

Malpractice

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------. (p) Faith No More. . Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar;. Mike Patton: Vocals >.

Light Up & Let Go

The way you're holding me. I'm gonna blow up in your face. You know the way. You gotta light up and let go. . (I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't). You'd better let go.

Get That

We're gonna get get get that. We're gonna get get get that.. Let me Work ya Body. Cuz you're my Shawty. . We're gonna get get get that. We're gonna get get get that..

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.

Feed The Monkey, Drown The Worm -or- Goin' Home

I'm thirsty, oh lord, i'm so thirsty. Pour 'em and lay me on down. I'm thirsty, oh lord, i'm so thirsty. Pour 'em and lay me on down.. . There's nothing but windmills and smokestacks.

Las The Worm Turns

One day you're thinking that maybe you're feeling better. And you're probably an ok person, if only you had a job.... Through the hollow tombs can see them.

Building The Perfect Asshole Parade -or- Scratching Off The Fleas

You turned off your fucking TV. And you don't listen to the radio. Well, you're looking really great to me. Well, you're blasting like a megaphone.. .

Who I Am

Staring out the window. As the world goes by. The hours pass too slow. Thinking back to the time. Before when this dream was. Just a vision in my head.

Land Of Sunshine

You have a winning way, so keep it. Your future, your future, your future.... . You are an angel heading for a land of sunshine. And fortune is smiling upon you!.