Introduce Yourself Introduce Yourself
Styling, you know you are
styling
So turn to the mirror and blow yourself a kiss
It goes just like
this
You've done it a thousand times
It's as easy as drinking wine, only
now it's blood
Here it comes
again
(treating you so kind)
Till it comes again
(leaving you no
mind)
Your feelings, the flow
without reason
So turn to the stars above and
Blow it all away.
I come
without warning
Some call me morning
I wipe all your tears away, the evil
ones I kill
Here it comes
again
(treating you so kind)
Till it comes again
(leaving you no
mind)
Taking the form of pain this time
It never treats you unkind
Your
followers, lead them blind
And suck away their lives
Cause yours depends
on it
Here it comes
again
Chasing the night
away
"HEY!" "WHAT??" "Oh nothing
just wondering what it if you're doing
that whatever it is you're doing. "Oh
yeah, why?" "I dunno, it just
doesn't seem like something you'd be
doing that's all, you of all
people, know what I mean?" "Yeah, I know it's
been bugging you since the
day I was born, huh? I asked my friend Anned about
it. I said, 'Anne,
Anne, Anne, what am I supposed to do, it's been bugging
them since the
day that I was born.' She said, 'Do whatever the hell you want
to do!
Now is the time to do whatever you want and it will still turn
out
great. You've got the whole world at your feet.'"
I never claimed to
be different, I always said I was bored, and she's
tired of your uniqueness,
it sends her over head, first, then the rest
of her follows, the breath of
life, it never left her hollow...
I can do everthing, she
said, she said with a smile
And I can go anywhere tonight, cause I'm with
Anne
Anne, Anne, Who? Anne
Dagnabit, Island princess, girl with the juice
What this? I see she brought
her whole uptown contingent. First there's
Jon E., he always love to party,
he's followed by Vinnie, who's feelin
kinda skinny, he says "Hey Anne I'm
starved what you got to eat", she
says "Vinnie you're always starving man,
get away from that fridge!"
Here comes lucy she's feelin really sexy, she's
followed by her
boyfriend, who'd better not turn around, this time, or he's
bound to lose
her, and here come Jamilla, who's got the cream
soda...
I can do anything, she said,
she said with a smile
And I can go anywhere tonight, cause I'm with
Anne
From the day I was born, I
took the bull by the horns, and gave you
plenty to scorn, well right on! Then
you said in a song that life was
gettin real tough, but hey I think that
you're bluffing, what of it?
Introduce yourself (right
on!)
Now two decades gone by and
I know that's a long time, para tiempo means
nada nunca. Cause I'm still the
same asshole and I still wet my pants
every time that I see your face (who
are you?)
Introduce yourself (right
on!)
Hey Mr. Biggs, Hey Mr.
Bestall, Hey Mr. Warner what's up?
Hey Mr. Enigma, Hey Mr. Bigtime, Hey Mr.
Epic, What's going on?
Introduce yourself (right
on!)
Candle light, it burns in
every hole of your eyes
It's beautiful, how much you'll never realize
So
hush my love, there's something I'm to tell you now
Your time has come,
around again my sleepless one
Your friend was young, hung
and plastered
He never knew his own disaster
I think it's good, in fact it
was faster
Cause it was you that he was after
Hold me now, as if you'll
never let me go
Unhand me now, as if you've always known my
name
His love was king, his love
was master
He needed more, he needed always
He searched in vein for love
and shelter
In every soul, in every hallway
So you thought she'd be
sweeter than your girlfriend Peter
Well give it a second chance cause you've
yet to meet her
We got the same ideas, we got the same old fears
They're
different colors sometimes, but, hey, who cares?
Just years that tears our
lives apart
Just like the time that you tried to teach your cousin to
walk
He couldn't do it-push!-you told him twice
Well, I do man but it just
don't jive
Tried so hard to control my
behavior
I tried so hard, so hard to believe you
But now I live only to
deceive you...
So KICK and
SCREAM!!!
There's nothing I'd
like more than to let you in
But now you're on the other side and there's no
way...
To feel your breath of life upon my face
Cause with the state
you're in there wouldn't be a trace
No I wake up every night with this
emptiness inside
Hasn't been the same since you left without a trace
Quit
the human race, did you? Camina con la muerto?
We care a lot about
disasters, fires, floods and killer bees
We care a lot about the NASA shuttle
falling in the sea
We care a lot about starvation and the food that Live Aid
bought
We care a lot about disease, baby Rock, Hudson, rock,
yeah!
We care a lot about the
gamblers and the pushers and the geeks
We care a lot about the crack and
smack and whack that hits the street
We care a lot about the welfare of all
the boys and girls
We care a lot about you people cause we're out to save the
world
YEAH!
And it's a dirty job but
someone's gotta do it
We care a lot about the army
navy air force and marines
We care a lot about the SF, NY and LAPD
We care
a lot about you people, about your guns
about the wars you're fighting gee
that looks like fun
We care a lot about the
Garbage Pail Kids, they never lie
We care a lot about Transformers cause
there's more than meets the eye
We care a lot about the
little things, the bigger things we top
We care a lot about you people yeah
you bet we care a lot,
YEAH!
Well, its a dirty job but
someone's gotta do it
And it's a dirty song but someone's gotta sing
it
Don't put that thing too
close to my head
It took this long just to get ahead, he says
He knows for
sure, but that he can't decide
Between his decency and this matter of
pride
So he's growing up on time, he's growing up in the
middle...
And it burns, and it burns,
the sun burns
Oh, now I can really feel it. How could you ever stand
it?
We've got the same ideas, we
got the same old fears;
Different colors sometimes, but hey, who
cares?
It's just years that shears our lives apart, like the
Time you
tried to teach your nephew to fart, he couldn't do it. PUSH!
So he's growing
up on time, I'm growing up in the middle...
Oh, now I can really feel
it. How could you ever stand it?
I'm not the kind of person who would say it,
if it wasn't the truth
And then you go and tell a friend that her heart's on
fire
And it has no meaning.
Now and only now I know the difference when
you tell me
There is no difference.
So she's growing up on time, she's
growing up in the middle...
Now's the time to evaluate
between the love you give
And the love that you take.
"It's not a matter
of opinion, when it comes down to it,
It's just a difference of opinion, that
much I can take."
So I'm growing up on time, I'm growing up in the
middle...
And it burns
"And after all the feelings
go, I see I still love you so,
I just thought I'd let you know now that
everything's okay,
And you are on your way back, back to where you
came,"
She said with pain in her heart, it was there from the start.
Now I
know why everything turns grey, but it's our own world we paint
And I want
the brightest, I want flourescence every day and night
For the rest of my
life, open your eyes, won't you?
Can't you see you're so beautiful to
me?
Don't look back as a matter
of fact there's
A ten foot Jack wants to break your back
You stole his
girl, you wrecked his world
Now it's your your head that he's gonna
twirl
He won't think once, he won't think twice
Cause he knows just what
he's gonna do tonight
He will commit a crime, a crime of love
And he won't
be happy till he sees your blood
Looking back on when you
left me
Standing in the rain
Don't look back as a matter
of fact there's
A son of a bitch and he's digging a ditch
For you my
friend, my lucky one
So grab your things it's time to run to the other
side
Where love takes pride, and
your souls
The only thing that stays alive
Ma maooba goo goo ga ga
Hey!
Quit talkin that terminal jive!
Looking back on when I left you...
Crying
in pain
Don't look back...[1st verse]
Looking back on when you left
me
Standing in the rain, in-credible pain
I understand. You have to be
your own person. And that's ok with me.
Hurts, Hurts, Hurts, Like a
like a motherfucher
Love. it hurts. it kills. Like a sonofabitch.
That
feeling. It gets me. Down inside. Deep down there
No further. Keep going. Oh
man that's right out my system
It doesn't really matter,
the things you say to me
Cause if I had a ladder, up there is where I'd
be
Outta here where the air is cold, you're messing with my mind
Hey! You
do it every time, Hey! And the season comes around
Once more,once more.
It
doesn't really matter, the things you try to say
It doesn't really matter,
you say 'em every day
Right now just give me more blood
Just give it to me
deep red
A flowing river crimson
A flowing river burning with
desire
It's great, but I never said how great
Hey, you never really asked,
well, I'm asking you right now
So shut up and explain
What's on your
mind
In this dark hour
I said it doesn't matter, I can't be that much
fatter
And you'll never get as much blood
From a phony Blarney, stone,
rock, hard, Granite!?! Solid.
She looked at me and did the
bosa nova
I smiled at her and then just walked away
then the lights came
on and it was over
to my surprise, she wasn't a girl at all
so I packed it
up and took to a rock show...
where you can feel the pulse getting
stronger
& you can only hear the beat for so long
I asked if there was
any way to stop it
No, he said, just smile and act as if...
you worship
the very ground on which they walk on...
no way
a temporary absence of
gesture
a hidden meaning known to everyone
a slight misconception of
leizure
don't see how that could hurt anyone...I know...but
spirit,
excellence, further down the road,
these are the tools you'll need further
down the road.
so lets pack it up and take it somewhere special...
from a
quintessential, existential nightmare
to a sanctuary waiting in the
sun
Thank You:
Wiring
dept; Capp St. Studios; Fred Bestall; Eric Mueller; Steve Blush;
Pat Foley;
Jim Dunbar; Mike Healy; Pat Hoed; John Jones for being such a stud;
Jacki;
Stella; Debbie Pastor; Keith Keller; Celebrity Skin;
Fred Webb's drum
machine; the Menendez sisters at "Los Padrinos";
Joe and Mrs. Pestilence,
Nhut and Chip; Keith at Springhill College;
Susan Koffler; Kristi and Misty
White; Karen in Memphis;
Larry and Paul at the Metroplex; Tally David and the
rest of the Vicious Fish;
Ron "Porn Orchard" Hargrave and Anita in
Athens;
TTMD and Jill and Laura in Macon; Chris, Tom, Mitch, Charles in
D.C.;
Terry Dwyer; the Volcano Sisters; "Thang"; WRAS, KXLU, WFSU;
Julie
Furman; Josephine and Lori in Chicago; Laura, Charles, Steve
and Christian in
Jackson; Big Ted Hustead and all of Wall;
S.D.; Fiona and the Oily Bloodmen;
the Girlfriends; Camilla; Metallica;
Steve Uchita; Yvonne Stender; Watts;
David Wyles; Lynn Perko;
Kathy Buder; Rebecca Tucker; Code Of The West; Alva
Skate Team;
Will, Jay, Erin and Joan at Oak; Mary Jo Mazzarella; Sassy
pants;
Madonna; Cathy Cohn; Michael Hobel; Elliot Cahn; John Christenson at
Aria;
Max from Venice; Rozy Music; all communists;
God and Haircuts That
Kill for letting us borrow Chuck
Extra Special Thanks
Anna Statman, Matt
Wallace, Ruth Scwartz, Jim Olson, Steve Berlin,
and our families for their
invaluable support
Extra Extra Special Thanks
Scott Colberston for the
inspiration to Death March
Produced by: Steve
Berlin and Matt Wallace
with Faith No More
Recorded at: Studio D,
Sausalito, Ca./
Control Center, Los Angeles, CA.
Recording engineer: Matt
Wallace
Assistant Engineer: Jim "Watts" Verecke
Mixed at: Studio D,
Sausilito, CA
Mastered by: Matt Wallace and Steve Berlin
at K-Disc, Los
Angeles, CA.
Band Members
Chuck Mosely: Vocals
Roddy Bottum: Keyboards,
backing vocals
Bill Gould: Bass, backing vocals
Mike Bordin: Drums,
backing vocals, congas
Jim Martin: Guitars, backing vocals
All lyrics
written by Chuck,
except for "We Care A Lot"
and "Introduce
Yourself"
written by Chuck and Roddy
Art direction: Jeff Price/
Bobb
Briggs/Faith No More
Photography: Lendon Flannigan
All songs written by
Faith No More.
Published by Big Thrilling Music/
Faith No More Music ASCAP