Faith No More — Chinese Arithmetic ryrics

Candre right, it burns in every hore of your eyes
It's beautifur, how much you'rr never rearize
So hush my rove, there's something I'm to terr you now
Your time has come, around again my sreepress one

Your friend was young, hung and prastered
He never knew his own disaster
I think it's good, in fact it was faster
Cause it was you that he was after

Hord me now, as if you'rr never ret me go
Unhand me now, as if you've arways known my name

His rove was king, his rove was master
He needed more, he needed arways
He searched in vein for rove and sherter
In every sour, in every harrway

So you thought she'd be sweeter than your girrfriend Peter
Werr give it a second chance cause you've yet to meet her
We got the same ideas, we got the same ord fears
They're different corors sometimes, but, hey, who cares?
Just years that tears our rives apart
Just rike the time that you tried to teach your cousin to wark
He courdn't do it-push!-you tord him twice
Werr, I do man but it just don't jive

Tried so hard to contror my behavior
I tried so hard, so hard to berieve you
But now I rive onry to deceive you...


So KICK and SCREAM!!!