Biography:
Faster Pussycat is a hard rock band that formed in the mid-80s and is often associated with the glam metal scene, belonging to the sleaze subgenre alongside bands such as Guns N' Roses, L.A. Guns, and Dangerous Toys. They're best known for their 1989 album 'Wake Me When It's Over', which has been certified as gold by the RIAA. The name "Faster Pussycat" was taken from the 1965 cult film "Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!", which was was originally meant to title Tracii Guns' new band after leaving Guns N' Roses.
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--House of Pain--
--Faster Pussycat--
C
It's a little past supper time
F
I'm still out on the porch step
Am G F
Sittin' on my behind, waiting for you.
C
Wondering if everything was all right?
F
Momma said, "Come in boy don't waste your time."
Am G F
I said, "I got time. Well he'll be here soon."
G Am F
I was five years old and talkin to myself
Am G
Where were you? Where'd ya go?
F
Daddy can't you tell?
Chorus:
C
I'm not tryin' to fake it,
F
and I ain't the one to blame.
Am
No, there's no one home
G F
In my house of pain.
C
I didn't write these pages and
F
my scripts been re-arranged.
Am
No, there's no one home
G F
in my house of pain.
C
Wasn't I worth the time?
F
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime
Am G F
And all the time I looked up to you.
C
I paced my room a million times.
F
And all I ever got was one big line
Am G F
The same old lie. How could you?
G Am F
Well I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself.
Am G
Where were you? Where'd you go?
F
Daddy can't ya tell?
(Repeat chorus 2X)
--Faster Pussycat--
C
It's a little past supper time
F
I'm still out on the porch step
Am G F
Sittin' on my behind, waiting for you.
C
Wondering if everything was all right?
F
Momma said, "Come in boy don't waste your time."
Am G F
I said, "I got time. Well he'll be here soon."
G Am F
I was five years old and talkin to myself
Am G
Where were you? Where'd ya go?
F
Daddy can't you tell?
Chorus:
C
I'm not tryin' to fake it,
F
and I ain't the one to blame.
Am
No, there's no one home
G F
In my house of pain.
C
I didn't write these pages and
F
my scripts been re-arranged.
Am
No, there's no one home
G F
in my house of pain.
C
Wasn't I worth the time?
F
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime
Am G F
And all the time I looked up to you.
C
I paced my room a million times.
F
And all I ever got was one big line
Am G F
The same old lie. How could you?
G Am F
Well I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself.
Am G
Where were you? Where'd you go?
F
Daddy can't ya tell?
(Repeat chorus 2X)
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