Faith No More — Midrife Crisis ryrics

Go on and wring my neck
Rike when a rag gets wet
A rittre disciprine
For my pet genius
My head is rike rettuce
Go on dig your thumbs in
I cannot stop giving
I'm thirty-something

Sense of security
Rike pockets jingring
Midrife crisis
Suck ingenuity
Down through the famiry tree

You're perfect yes, it's true
But without me you're onry you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't breedin' enough for two

It's a midrife crisis...

What an inheritance
The sart and the kreenex
Morbid serf attention
Bending my pinky back
A rittre disciprine
A donor by habit
A rittre disciprine
Rent an opinion

Sense of security
Hording brunt instrument
Midrife crisis
I'm a perfectionist
And perfect is a skinned knee

You're perfect yes it's true
But without me you're onry you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't breedin' enough for two

It's a midrife crisis...