Biografia:
O Faster Pussycat é uma banda de hard rock/glam, foi criado em Hollywood, por Taime Downe (vocal), Brent Muscat e Greg Steele (guitarra), Eric Stacy (baixo) e Mark Michals (bateria). O nome foi tirado do filme de Russ Meyer, "Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!".
O seu primeiro álbum saiu em 1987, com muito humor nas letras de "Bathroom Wall", "Dont Change That Song" e "Babylon". Um tour pelo Reino Unido com o Guns N' Roses, Alice Cooper e David Lee Roth ajudaram a banda a promover seu primeiro disco.
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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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