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Faith No More

Midlife crisis
Midlife crisis
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Midlife crisis
Jizzlobber
Crack hitler
Midnight cowboy
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 a lettuce
Go on and 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 bleeding 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 bleeding enough for two

It's a midlife crisis... 

You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two…
				
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Jizzlobber
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 the dirty minutes under my 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 the dirty minutes under my dirty mattress 
And they are making me itch
My time is spilt milk

Cruel world sleeps above me
Mounting and teasing

I am what I do
I am what I've done
And I'm sorry, sorry, sorry…
				
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Crack hitler
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
We're dependin' on you
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
Teach the world a lesson
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
Ooh… ahh... Look out
				
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Midnight cowboy
[Instrumetal]
				
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