Faith No More - Sol Invictus lyrics
Tracks 01. Sol Invictus
02. Superhero 03. Sunny Side Up 04. Separation Anxiety 05. Cone Of Shame 06. Rise Of The Fall 07. Black Friday 08. Motherfucker 09. Matador 10. From The Dead 01. Sol Invictus Music by Faith No More Lyrics by Bill Gould, Mike Patton
I'm coming Lord, I'm on my way
Worshiping at the altar of know why Can't remember which God is my wine Can't repent if I'm wrong impartial Empty rituals, trinkets and fossils And now Lord, I'm on my way (my way) Amen Peace ain't coming our way But the sun keeps burning my face Where's my faith? My blasphemy Keep singin' Lord, I'm on my way Home Floorboards and the ceilings are creaking And the roof is old and leaking But looking up high to the heavens How can we declare our independence From evolution and penance (Our way) Sin ain't coming our way But the sun keeps burning my face When's my faith renewing today? I believe in something, I think Where's my faith My monastery 02. Superhero Music by Faith No More Lyrics by Michael Bordin, Bill Gould, Mike Patton
Go Go Go Go
Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go... Superhero I'm tugging on your cape Tell me will your sons Know their father one day Leader of men Leader of men Get back in your cage Will you be one of them? Like an American drug Makes a mean cock grow ...kill a priest Makes a superman of glass Go Go Go The S on your chest You're feeling like a god An order of animal We try to find a rod Superhero, Sensei, Nero, smiling, hiding, riding, flying, sighing, sumo Leader of men Leader of men Get back in your cage Ain't no grave going to hold this body down The sun rises here to save us now Its all erased Storybook years Sweet memories Wash it away Wash it away Wash it away Go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go Go, go, go! Leader of men Leader of men Leader of men Leader of men Will you be one of them? Leader of men Leader of men Leader of men Leader of men Will you be one of them? Leader of men Leader of men Leader of men Leader of men Will you be one of them? Leader of men Leader of men Leader of men Leader of men Will you be on of them? Go Go Go... 03. Sunny Side Up Music by Faith No More Lyrics by Bill Gould, Mike Patton
I'll be your leprechaun
Shamrock or lucky charm (Whoa, yeah) Tap-dancing all alone (It's ok) Dip into the sugar bowl (Whoa, yeah) Sunny side up Sunny side up Such a lovely way to start the day Sunny side up Sunny side up Not the only way to fry an egg Sunny side up Sunny side up I am just a grain of sand on your beach With all of my heart All of my Heart A drop of rain through your hands Rainbows will bend for me Curvy Honey bees will sting for me Stingin', stingin' Sunny side up Sunny side up Such a lovely way to start the day Sunny side up Sunny side up Dance the night away like Fred Astaire Come on ride my wave Ride it all the way (Sunny side up) 'Til the ocean ends (Sunny side up) I'll see you there (Sunny side up) 04. Separation Anxiety Music by Faith No More Lyrics by Bill Gould, Michael Bordin, Mike Patton
Oh, separate the anxiety
Hey, separate the anxiety Oh, separate the anxiety Hey, you know it's mine Had love come back Like it was before House creaking The hinges on the door Thoughts creeping Oh, separating anxiety Hey, separate the anxiety Hey, separate the anxiety Hey, you know it's mine Separate the anxiety Hey, you know it's mine It's like when your mind Has a mind of it's own Please take mine Don't leave me alone Capture me Separation anxiety Hey, separate the anxiety Hey, separate the anxiety Hey, you know it's mine I can't let you go 'Cause you're a part of me Not apart from me Here's a little sip for me Well, it's good enough for me I cannot separate from this anxiety Come home and make our truce Violence is what we learned Listen in reverence Why it can not pass If you only make us Then violence is what we learn How can I separate From this anxiety? Separation anxiety Hey, separate the anxiety, hey Oh, separate the anxiety Hey, separate the anxiety, hey Oh, separation anxiety Hey, separate the anxiety, hey, hey Separate the anxiety, hey Separate the anxiety, hey, hey Closing my eyes Separation anxiety, hey Separate the anxiety, hey, hey Closing my eyes Separation anxiety, hey Separate the anxiety, hey Closing my eyes Separation anxiety, hey Separate the anxiety, hey, hey Closing my eyes Separation anxiety, hey Separate the anxiety, hey, hey, hey 05. Cone Of Shame Music by Faith No More Lyrics by Bill Gould, Mike Patton
I'd like to peel the skin off
This winter day I'd like to pull the head off This summer fling What love can do when love's lost Grow overweight And smile as if There's nothing left to say Wear the cone of shame Town is quiet now Like it's holding its breath Stone marks the spot You know who you are They outlined it in chalk Word to the wise And the barman calls die I'd like to peel your skin off So I can see what you really think Or if there is anything Under that cone of shame I'd like to strip the bone off So I can see how you're really made And see how you really take Your special pleasure I'd like to pull your wings off Read your lines like a gypsy Just as lonely as anything So infinite Cone of shame covering all You're only happy when you're pissing me off Cone of shame covering all I'm only happy when I'm pissing you off 06. Rise Of The Fall Music by Faith No More Lyrics by Mike Patton, Roddy Bottum
Rise and fall through it all
An Olympus of friends Highs and lows and the Broken bros and uh Losses we'll win Buildings fall But we're standing tall Where only chimneys remain Beg the law With a crying jaw Like a jungle in flames, oh Game on, game on, game on, game on, game on, game on Gravity It pulls the waves And it creates And we miss the flame Every house in town Burn it down Burn it all down Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn Coming The moments grow weak Coming With gloves at your throat Burn it Into the grave Burn it The freedom, we'll heat Burn it Electrical thing Burn it Smell the white flame Burn it Smell the white flame Burn it Smell your filthy life Burning What in is life, lifts us Up so high Down to this campfire? From around the coast To the junkyards When will I see you again? 07. Black Friday Music by Faith No More Lyrics by Bill Gould, Michael Bordin, Mike Patton
This is only a test
One, two, whatcha gonna do Three, four, five, twisting your arm and your eye You will buy Step right up, donate a memory To the bank of love, that could loan you your day dreams Buy it Buy it Black Fridays come and go Buy me a future regret A shrink-wrapped fantasy That I won't forget In an age of the mercenary In the same home where the river swallows the sea That's where we'll be With guns Buy it Into the age Of scrutiny and the grandest frappe We'll I ain't gunna break Trimming the tree I can hang I won't swing It's only a test (buy it) Won't grandma sing (buy it) Upon your children's graves (buy it) Hear the angels sing (All the zombies walk on black Friday) It's a ride at the salad bar Predatory lenders Safari missions far But you paid for them To kill your mom Buy it Go now (buy it) (This is only a test) 08. Motherfucker Music by Faith No More Lyrics by Roddy Bottum, Mike Patton
Force fed more than we eat in the wild
Grazed on a mash that could suffocate a child Bloated, promoted in an ode to pomp and style Moistened in the feed while we choke upon the bile Corner in the market on the geese without the bones Hushing out the public in a strike without a drone The cage became collapsable Our sticks equipped with stones Get the motherfucker on the phone, the phone Get the motherfucker on the phone, the phone Get the motherfucker on the phone, the phone Get the motherfucker on the phone, the phone Get the motherfucker on the phone, the phone Hello motherfucker My lover You saw it coming Set aside the scruples in a stratagem of strain A smallpox-laden blanket Invisible with stains Inoculated bastards Bloody pecked pain Distemper has a hold Distemper has a hold We took a second sip from a cup we made of bones The first it was a ruse, a trick so aptly thrown The truth is that our youth was a carpet laid with stones Get the motherfucker on the phone, the phone Hello motherfucker My lover You saw it coming Goodbye motherfucker My lover You had it coming Get the motherfucker on the phone Get the motherfucker on the phone Get the motherfucker on the phone Get the motherfucker on the phone Get the motherfucker on the phone Get the motherfucker on the phone, the phone 09. Matador Music by Faith No More Lyrics by Bill Gould, Mike Patton
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 In bed with me Pull the white sheet off your face March forward my son A battle beyond frozen years Only for dogs ears We will rise from the killing floor Like A matador The stained glass Of bovine eyes Can see right through Every tombstone lie Let us retrace every step Out of this world And every ditch Every ditch We will be, when you will be No more No more (Will be no more) The stained glass up the hangman's ass We served you well, now we're comin' back Atop the white, crossless ghost we'll jump the gates, live to rise We will rise We will rise from the killing floor Like A matador Let the dead live May the dead live And the dead live What more can we give Let the dead live May the dead live And the dead live 'Till they live 10. From The Dead Music by Faith No More Lyrics by Bill Gould, Mike Patton
Homecoming parade
Welcome home my friend There'll be no more sleeping on this forest floor Open heaven's door Around you, 'round you Around you 'round you 'round you Around you Comin' 'round the bend Welcome home my friend There'll be no more weeping like a canyon gorge Hear your lion roar Around you, 'round you I can see you shining like a morning sun Hear your lion roar Hear your lion roar Around you, 'round you I can see the parade Welcome home my friend We can bag some history on present tome Watch your watch unwind We've been turning mysteries to nursery rhymes Sigils and more signs Around you Watch your watch unwind Back from the dead I can see you end Welcome home my friend |