Faith No More (70,19 %)
Angel Dust (94,05 %)
In collection
Released: 1992-06-08
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
1
Year (1992):
1
Decade (1990's):
5
Overall:
25
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1.
Land of Sunshine
 03:45
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2.
Caffeine
04:28
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3.
Midlfe Crisis
 04:23
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4.
RV
 03:44
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5.
Smaller and Smaller
05:11
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6.
Everything's Ruined
 04:34
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7.
Malpractice
04:03
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8.
Kindergarten
04:31
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9.
Be Aggressive
03:43
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10.
A Small Victory
04:58
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11.
Crack Hitler
04:39
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12.
Jizzlobber
06:39
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13.
Midnight Cowboy
04:13
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Album length:
58:51
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Lyrics |
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1.
Land of Sunshine
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You have a winning way, so keep it Your future You are an angel heading for the land of sunshine And fortune is smiling upon you Prepare for a series of comfortable miracles From fasting to feasting And life to you is a dashing bold adventure So sing and rejoice And look for the dream that keeps coming back Your future Pat yourself on the back and give yourself a handshake Cuz everything is not yet lost Does life seem worthwhile to you? HERE'S HOW TO ORDER! Yes, hmm hmm, now for the next question Does emotional music have quite an effect on you? Do you feel sometimes like age is against you? Sing and rejoice and sing and rejoice Yes, hmm hmm, that's interesting. But tell me, do you often sing or whistle just for fun? Do you feel sometimes like age is against you? I, I can help - I can help you - I can help you help yourself! Does life seem worthwhile to you? HERE'S HOW TO ORDER! Varicose Comatose Senile |
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2.
Caffeine
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Pour shame all over us Harden into a crust ---cement--- Forget the glamour and Mumble a jackhammer ---under your breath--- Hide your face in the curtains Better unsaid so close And it rolls off the tongue ALMOST The world expects a pose Perfectly natural ---loosen up--- Smearing wet concrete and Swearing you'll never be ---caught--- At your weakest, etched in stone And we're frozen here, peeking ALMOST, sweet talk, CAFFEINE Make contact Up to my neck I confess in quicksand "But it's so easy for you" "Yeah, there's always one thing" "Do you have something to tell me?" "Say something" "Anything" I'm warning you I'm warning you I'm fucking you I'm warning you "Relax" "It's just a phase" "You'll grow out of it" Believe anything anyone ever tells you It's not funny anymore It's the thing you hate the most The thing you hate the most The thing you hate ALMOST |
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Midlfe Crisis
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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 Midlife crisis 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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4.
RV
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Backside melts into the sofa My world my TV and my food Besides listening to my belly gurgle There ain't much else to do Yeah, I sweat a lot Pants fall down everytime I bend over My feet itch Yeah - I married a scarecrow I hate you Talkin' to myself Everybody's staring at me I'm only bleedin' Someone taps me on the shoulder every 5 minutes No on speaks English anymore Would anybody tell me if I was getting stupider? I hate you Talkin' to myself You don't feel it after awhile You take the beating I'm 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 don't I ain't about to guzzle no tears So kiss my ass Newscasters, cockroaches, and desserts I hate you Talking to myself Everbody's staring at me I'm only bleeding Where are the kids? Maybe getting pregnant or on drugs or on welfare on top of the world on the honor roll on parole on the dodgers on the backs of milk cartons on stakes in the middle of cornfields on covers of future history books on old lady's mantles walkin' on water nailed on crosses I think it's time I had a talk with my kids I'll just tell 'em what my daddy told me YOU AIN'T NEVER GONNA AMOUNT TO NOTHIN' |
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5.
Smaller and Smaller
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Drought makes the workers dream Muscles and fields of green Shovel the last few crumbs Of generosity Open heart, open mind, open mouth, open vein DRAIN Someday the rains will come My blistered hands tell me Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow BITE BITE BITE CRY I'll keep coming back Smaller and smaller and smaller Squash me Smaller and smaller and smaller Under the charity Smaller and smaller and smaller Under the topsoil Smaller and smaller and smaller Under the fingernail Smaller and smaller and smaller Then the small becomes all becomes all...... BITE BITE BITE CRY (It's not a mirage) (It's not a mirage) (Trickling downward, trickling downward) (It's not a mirage) DRAIN DRAIN BITE BITE BITE CRY Smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller....... |
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6.
Everything's Ruined
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Things worked out better than we had planned Capital from boy, woman and man. We were like ink and paper Numbers on a calculator Knew arithmetic so well Working overtime Completed what was assigned We had to multiply ourselves A bouncing little baby A shiny copper penny And he spent himself Would not listen to us But when he lost his appetite He lost his weight in friends Baby became a fat nickel so fast Then came puberty Exponentially Soon our boy became a million People loved him so And helped him to grow Everyone knew the thing that was best Of course, he must invest A penny won't do But he made us proud He made us rich But how were we to know He's counterfeit Now everything's ruined |
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7.
Malpractice
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The crowd roars It's deep and so unhealthy The rest you know I feel the hands that felt me Cold hands Your hands Cover my mouth While I'm staring into bright lights APPLAUSE The crowd roars The gurgling and the groping The rest you know Ten lovers violating Knuckle white Ruffle white The crowd roars They've ruined and repaired me The rest you know The hands removed the bad thing MIRACLE |
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8.
Kindergarten
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Return to my own vomit like a dog Rhymes and giggles muffle the dialogue Carve my initials in a tree I will never leave Maybe one day I'll be royalty Kingdom Kindergarten Born late Will I graduate Drinking fountains are shorter than they used to be The swings on the playground don't even fit me anymore Folklore: Nobody's supposed to believe in the next grade WRITE IT A HUNDRED TIMES Kingdom Kindergarten Waiting Bells not ringing Everthing got quiet suddenly; no dolby The theatre is empty Film is flapping on the side of the projector The reel is over Banished with my sticky shoes and stinging eyes I'M WALKING OUTSIDE Kingdom Kindergarten Born late Will I graduate Held back again |
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9.
Be Aggressive
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I started this It's all for me What's yours is yours and mine is mine That's plain to see So give it up I've got to have I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW Be aggressive B-e aggressive B-e a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e What someone else Would leave behind And spit it out, let go to waste I claim is mine You're my flavor of the week I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW Tall and reckless Ugly seed Reach down my throat You filthy bird That's all I need This empty pit I've got to feed To prove I'm fit A healthy man I've got to be Malnutrition, my submission You're the master And I take it on my knees Ejaculation Tribulation I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW, I SWALLOW Be aggressive B-e aggressive B-e a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e Go, fight, go, fight, go, fight, win |
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10.
A Small Victory
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A hierarhcy Spread out on the nightstand The spirit of team Salvation is another chance A sore loser Yelling with my mouth shut A cracking portrait The fondling of trophies The null of losing Can you afford that luxury? A sore winner But I'll just keep my mouth shut It shouldn't bother me But it does The small victories The cankers and medallions The little nothings They keep me thinking that someday I might beat you But I'll just keep my mouth shut It shouldn't bother me But it does IF I SPEAK AT ONE CONSTANT VOLUME AT ONE CONSTANT PITCH AT ONE CONSONANT RHYTHM RIGHT INTO YOUR EAR, YOU STILL WON'T HEAR, YOU STILL WON'T HEAR |
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11.
Crack Hitler
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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 Walking on the tight rope 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 hearts 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 depending on you Reachin' up to the top "In regards to the 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 Ooh... ahh... Look out |
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12.
Jizzlobber
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They will sum it all up in a sentence A verdict made by those who know I'm ready to make a commitment I'm willing to make love to concrete Smiles Bruises Smiles Bruises Bars in the womb I hide my dirty minutes under the dirty mattress and they are making me itch My time is spilt milk My skin is a layer of soot I'm spending my days scrubbing I'm trying so hard to act like nothing happened (no one left to blame) I'm trying so hard to find that fresh clean smell (no one left to blame) Smiles Bruises Smiles Bruises Bars in the womb I hide my dirty minutes under the dirty mattress and they are making me itch My time is spilt milk Cruel words sleep above me Mounting and teasing I AM WHAT I'VE DONE I AM WHAT I'VE DONE I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry |
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13.
Midnight Cowboy
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