Biografia:
O grupo surgiu em 1982, vindo das cinzas do Faith No Man, banda formada e liderada por Mike "The Man" Morris. Roddy Bottum, Mike Bordin e Bill Gould, então integrantes do grupo, decidiram livrar-se de Morris e ao invés de demití-lo, preferiram formar uma nova banda. Por sugestão de um amigo, o nome escolhido foi Faith No More, já que "The Man" (Morris) "não mais" (no more, em inglês) faria parte do grupo (Nota do editor: A tradução literal de Faith No More para o português é de Fé Não Mais).
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Renato Balbino, 21, Uberaba, MG, Brazil
30 Sept, 2018
RV
Faith No More
[Intro]
C G# C
C G# C
C G# C G#
C G# C
[verse]
C G# C
Backside melts into the sofa
C G# C
My world my TV and my food
C G# C G#
Besides listening to my belly gurgle
C G# C
There ain't much else to do
C G# C
Yeah, I sweat a lot
C G# C
Oh... Shit...
C G# C G#
Pants fall down every time I bend over
C G# C
My feet itch
G F# G
Yeah I married a scarecrow
C G# C
[Chorus]
A Bm D A
I hate you
A Bm D A
Talkin' to myself
A A# Bm D A
Everybody's staring at me
A Bm G A
I'm only bleedin'
[Verse]
C G# C
Someone taps me on the shoulder every 5 minutes
C G# C
No one speaks English anymore
C G# C G#
Would anybody tell me if I was getting stupider?
C G# C
[Chorus]
A Bm D A
I hate you
A Bm D A
Talkin' to myself
A A# Bm D A
You don't feel it after awhile
A Bm G A
You take the beating
[Bridge]
F D
I'm a swingin' guy
C F
Throw a belt over the shower curtain rod
D
And swing
C
Toss me inside a hefty
F G
And put me in the ground
[Verse]
C G# C
A drink needs me
C G# C
I don't
C G# C G#
I ain't about to guzzle no tears
C G# C
So kiss my ass
G F# G
Newscasters, cockroaches, and desserts
C G# C
[Chorus]
A Bm D A
I hate you
A Bm D A
Talkin' to myself
A A# Bm D A
Everybody's staring at me
A Bm G A
I'm only bleeding
[Verse]
C G# C
Where are the kids? I don't know
C G# C
Maybe getting pregnant or on drugs or on welfare, on top of the world
C G# C G#
on the honor roll on parole On the dodgers on the backs of milk cartons
C G# C
On stakes in the middle of cornfields
C G# C
On covers of future history books on old lady's mantles
C G# C
Walkin' on water nailed on crosses
C G# C
I think it's time I had a talk with my kids
C G# C G#
I'll just tell 'em what my daddy told me
C G# C
You ain't never gonna amount to nothin'
30 Sept, 2018
RV
Faith No More
[Intro]
C G# C
C G# C
C G# C G#
C G# C
[verse]
C G# C
Backside melts into the sofa
C G# C
My world my TV and my food
C G# C G#
Besides listening to my belly gurgle
C G# C
There ain't much else to do
C G# C
Yeah, I sweat a lot
C G# C
Oh... Shit...
C G# C G#
Pants fall down every time I bend over
C G# C
My feet itch
G F# G
Yeah I married a scarecrow
C G# C
[Chorus]
A Bm D A
I hate you
A Bm D A
Talkin' to myself
A A# Bm D A
Everybody's staring at me
A Bm G A
I'm only bleedin'
[Verse]
C G# C
Someone taps me on the shoulder every 5 minutes
C G# C
No one speaks English anymore
C G# C G#
Would anybody tell me if I was getting stupider?
C G# C
[Chorus]
A Bm D A
I hate you
A Bm D A
Talkin' to myself
A A# Bm D A
You don't feel it after awhile
A Bm G A
You take the beating
[Bridge]
F D
I'm a swingin' guy
C F
Throw a belt over the shower curtain rod
D
And swing
C
Toss me inside a hefty
F G
And put me in the ground
[Verse]
C G# C
A drink needs me
C G# C
I don't
C G# C G#
I ain't about to guzzle no tears
C G# C
So kiss my ass
G F# G
Newscasters, cockroaches, and desserts
C G# C
[Chorus]
A Bm D A
I hate you
A Bm D A
Talkin' to myself
A A# Bm D A
Everybody's staring at me
A Bm G A
I'm only bleeding
[Verse]
C G# C
Where are the kids? I don't know
C G# C
Maybe getting pregnant or on drugs or on welfare, on top of the world
C G# C G#
on the honor roll on parole On the dodgers on the backs of milk cartons
C G# C
On stakes in the middle of cornfields
C G# C
On covers of future history books on old lady's mantles
C G# C
Walkin' on water nailed on crosses
C G# C
I think it's time I had a talk with my kids
C G# C G#
I'll just tell 'em what my daddy told me
C G# C
You ain't never gonna amount to nothin'
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