Crack Hitler Lyrics - Angel Dust - Faith No More

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(p) Faith No More 

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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