I'm coming, Lord, I'm on my way
Worshiping at the altar of know why
Can't remember which God is my wine
Can't repent if I'm wrong; impartial
Empty rituals, trinkets and fossils
And now, Lord, I'm on my way (my way)
Amen
Peace ain't coming our way
But the sun keeps burning my face
Where's my faith?
My blasphemy
Keep singin', Lord, I'm on my way
...Home
Floorboards and the ceilings are creaking
And the roof is old and leaking
But looking up high to the heavens
How can we declare our independence
From evolution and penance
(our way)
Sin ain't coming our way
But the sun keeps burning my face
When's my faith renewing today?
I believe in something, I think
Where's my faith
My monastery
Faith No More - Sol Invictus Album Lyrics
Faith No More - Sol Invictus Lyrics
Writer: Bill David Gould, Michael Patton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Superhero
Go Go Go Go...
Superhero
I'm tugging on your cape
Tell me will your sons
Know their father one day
Leader of men
Leader of men
Get back in your cage
Will you be one of them?
Like an American drug
Makes a mean cock grow
...kill a priest
Makes a superman of glass
Go Go Go
The S on your chest
You're feeling like a god
An order of animal
We try to find a rod
Superhero, Sensei, Nero, smiling, hiding, riding, flying, sighing, sumo
Leader of men
Leader of men
Get back in your cage
Ain't no grave going to hold this body down
The sun rises here to save us now
Its all erased
Storybook years
Sweet memories
Wash it away
Wash it away
Wash it away
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go!
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
...
Will you be one of them?
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Will you be one of them?
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Will you be one of them?
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Will you be on of them?
Go Go Go...
Superhero
I'm tugging on your cape
Tell me will your sons
Know their father one day
Leader of men
Leader of men
Get back in your cage
Will you be one of them?
Like an American drug
Makes a mean cock grow
...kill a priest
Makes a superman of glass
Go Go Go
The S on your chest
You're feeling like a god
An order of animal
We try to find a rod
Superhero, Sensei, Nero, smiling, hiding, riding, flying, sighing, sumo
Leader of men
Leader of men
Get back in your cage
Ain't no grave going to hold this body down
The sun rises here to save us now
Its all erased
Storybook years
Sweet memories
Wash it away
Wash it away
Wash it away
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go!
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
...
Will you be one of them?
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Will you be one of them?
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Will you be one of them?
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Leader of men
Will you be on of them?
Go Go Go...
Writer: Bordin, Gould, Patton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Sunny Side Up
I'll be your leprechaun
Shamrock or lucky charm
(Whoa, yeah)
Tap-dancing all alone
(It's ok)
Dip into the sugar bowl
(Whoa, yeah)
Sunny side up
Sunny side up
Such a lovely way to start the day
Sunny side up
Sunny side up
Not the only way to fry an egg
Sunny side up
Sunny side up
I am just a grain of sand on your beach
With all of my heart
All of my Heart
A drop of rain through your hands
Rainbows will bend for me
Curvy
Honey bees will sting for me
Stingin', stingin'
Sunny side up
Sunny side up
Such a lovely way to start the day
Sunny side up
Sunny side up
Dance the night away like Fred Astaire
Come on ride my wave
Ride it all the way
(Sunny side up)
'Til the ocean ends
(Sunny side up)
I'll see you there
(Sunny side up)
Shamrock or lucky charm
(Whoa, yeah)
Tap-dancing all alone
(It's ok)
Dip into the sugar bowl
(Whoa, yeah)
Sunny side up
Sunny side up
Such a lovely way to start the day
Sunny side up
Sunny side up
Not the only way to fry an egg
Sunny side up
Sunny side up
I am just a grain of sand on your beach
With all of my heart
All of my Heart
A drop of rain through your hands
Rainbows will bend for me
Curvy
Honey bees will sting for me
Stingin', stingin'
Sunny side up
Sunny side up
Such a lovely way to start the day
Sunny side up
Sunny side up
Dance the night away like Fred Astaire
Come on ride my wave
Ride it all the way
(Sunny side up)
'Til the ocean ends
(Sunny side up)
I'll see you there
(Sunny side up)
Writer: Bill David Gould, Michael Patton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Separation Anxiety
Separate the anxiety [x3]
You know it's mine
Had love come back
Like it was before
House creaking
The hinges on the door
Thoughts creeping
Separating anxiety [x4]
You know it's mine
It's like when your mind
Has a mind of it's own
Please take mine
Don't leave me alone
Capture me
Separation anxiety [x3]
You know it's mine
I can't let you go
Cause you're a part of me
Not apart from me
[?]
Well, it's good enough for me
I cannot separate from this anxiety
Come home and make our truce
Violence is what we learned
Listen in reverence
Why it can not pass
If you only make us
Then violence is what we learn
How can I separate
From this anxiety?
Closing my eyes
You know it's mine
Had love come back
Like it was before
House creaking
The hinges on the door
Thoughts creeping
Separating anxiety [x4]
You know it's mine
It's like when your mind
Has a mind of it's own
Please take mine
Don't leave me alone
Capture me
Separation anxiety [x3]
You know it's mine
I can't let you go
Cause you're a part of me
Not apart from me
[?]
Well, it's good enough for me
I cannot separate from this anxiety
Come home and make our truce
Violence is what we learned
Listen in reverence
Why it can not pass
If you only make us
Then violence is what we learn
How can I separate
From this anxiety?
Closing my eyes
Writer: BILL GOULD, MICHAEL PATTON, MICHAEL BORDIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Cone Of Shame
I'd like to peel the skin off
This winter day
I'd like to burn the hair off
This summer fling
What love can do when love's lost
Grow overweight
And smile as if
There's nothing left to say
Wear the cone of shame
Town is quiet now
Like it's holding its breath
Stone marks the spot
You know who you are
They outlined it in chalk
Word to the wise
And the barman calls die
I'd like to peel your skin off
So I can see what you really think
Or if there is anything
Under that cone of shame
I'd like to strip the bone off
So I can see how you're really made
And see how you really take
Your special pleasure
I'd like to pull your wings off
Read your lines like a gypsy
Just as lonely as anything
So infinite
Cone of shame covering all
You're only happy when you're pissing me off
Cone of shame covering all
I'm only happy when I'm pissing you off
This winter day
I'd like to burn the hair off
This summer fling
What love can do when love's lost
Grow overweight
And smile as if
There's nothing left to say
Wear the cone of shame
Town is quiet now
Like it's holding its breath
Stone marks the spot
You know who you are
They outlined it in chalk
Word to the wise
And the barman calls die
I'd like to peel your skin off
So I can see what you really think
Or if there is anything
Under that cone of shame
I'd like to strip the bone off
So I can see how you're really made
And see how you really take
Your special pleasure
I'd like to pull your wings off
Read your lines like a gypsy
Just as lonely as anything
So infinite
Cone of shame covering all
You're only happy when you're pissing me off
Cone of shame covering all
I'm only happy when I'm pissing you off
Writer: Bill David Gould, Michael Patton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Rise Of The Fall
Rise and fall
Through it all
An olympus of friends
Highs and lows
And the broken prose
And our losses we'll weigh
Game on [x6]
[x2]
Buildings fall
But we're standing tall
Where only chimneys remain
Beg for law
With a crying jaw
Like a jungle in flames
Game on [x6]
Gravity
It pulls our waves
And it creates
Monuments of flame
Every house in town
Burn it down
Burn it all down
Burn, burn, down, down...
Coming
The moments grow weak
Coming
With gloves at your throat
Burn it
Into the grave
Burn it
The freedom with heat
Burn it
Electrical thing
Burn it
Smell the white flame
Burn it
Smell the white flame
Burn it
Smell your filthy life
Burning!
What in this life
Lifts us up so high
Down to this campfire?
Around the coast
To the junkyards
When will I see you again?
Through it all
An olympus of friends
Highs and lows
And the broken prose
And our losses we'll weigh
Game on [x6]
[x2]
Buildings fall
But we're standing tall
Where only chimneys remain
Beg for law
With a crying jaw
Like a jungle in flames
Game on [x6]
Gravity
It pulls our waves
And it creates
Monuments of flame
Every house in town
Burn it down
Burn it all down
Burn, burn, down, down...
Coming
The moments grow weak
Coming
With gloves at your throat
Burn it
Into the grave
Burn it
The freedom with heat
Burn it
Electrical thing
Burn it
Smell the white flame
Burn it
Smell the white flame
Burn it
Smell your filthy life
Burning!
What in this life
Lifts us up so high
Down to this campfire?
Around the coast
To the junkyards
When will I see you again?
Writer: Michael Patton, Roddy Christopher Bottum
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Black Friday
This is only a test
1, 2, what you gonna do?
3, 4, 5, twistin' your arm and your eye
You will buy
Step right up, donate a memory
To the bank of love, you loan your daydreams
[Chorus:]
BUY IT!
[x2]
Black Friday's come 'n gone
Buy me a future regret
A shrink wrapped fantasy, that I'll wanna forget
In the age of the mercenary
In the nursing home where river swallows the sea
That's where we'll be, with guns
[Chorus]
Into the age of scrutiny
And the grandest frappe
Well I ain't gonna pay
Trimming the tree, I can hang, I won't swing
It's only a test
[Chorus x3:]
I'll pry my seat
From the children's graves
Hear the angels sing
All the zombies walk on Black Friday
It's a riot at the salad bar
Predatory lenders
Safari mission is far but you paid for them
To kill your mom
[Chorus x2]
Kill 'em now!!
This is only a test
1, 2, what you gonna do?
3, 4, 5, twistin' your arm and your eye
You will buy
Step right up, donate a memory
To the bank of love, you loan your daydreams
[Chorus:]
BUY IT!
[x2]
Black Friday's come 'n gone
Buy me a future regret
A shrink wrapped fantasy, that I'll wanna forget
In the age of the mercenary
In the nursing home where river swallows the sea
That's where we'll be, with guns
[Chorus]
Into the age of scrutiny
And the grandest frappe
Well I ain't gonna pay
Trimming the tree, I can hang, I won't swing
It's only a test
[Chorus x3:]
I'll pry my seat
From the children's graves
Hear the angels sing
All the zombies walk on Black Friday
It's a riot at the salad bar
Predatory lenders
Safari mission is far but you paid for them
To kill your mom
[Chorus x2]
Kill 'em now!!
This is only a test
Writer: Bill David Gould, Michael Patton, Michael Christopher Bordin
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Motherf*cker
[Verse 1:]
Force fed more than we eat in the wild
Grazed on a mash that can suffocate a child
Bloated, promoted in an ode to pomped style
Moistened in the feed while we're choke upon the bile
Corner in the market on the geese without the bones
Hushing out the public in a strike without a drone
The cage became collapsable
Our sticks equipped with stones
[Refrain:]
Get the mother f*cker on the phone, the phone [repeat]
[Chorus:]
Hello Motherf*cker
My lover
You saw it coming
[Verse 2:]
Set aside the scruples in a stratagem of strain
A smallpox-laden blanket, invisible with stains
Inoculated bastards, bloody pecked pain
Distemper has a hold, distemper has a hold
We took a second sip from a cup we made of bones
The first it was a ruse, a trick so aptly thrown
The truth is that our youth was a carpet laid with stones
[Refrain]
[Chorus]
Goodbye Motherf*cker
My lover
You had it coming
[Refrain]
Force fed more than we eat in the wild
Grazed on a mash that can suffocate a child
Bloated, promoted in an ode to pomped style
Moistened in the feed while we're choke upon the bile
Corner in the market on the geese without the bones
Hushing out the public in a strike without a drone
The cage became collapsable
Our sticks equipped with stones
[Refrain:]
Get the mother f*cker on the phone, the phone [repeat]
[Chorus:]
Hello Motherf*cker
My lover
You saw it coming
[Verse 2:]
Set aside the scruples in a stratagem of strain
A smallpox-laden blanket, invisible with stains
Inoculated bastards, bloody pecked pain
Distemper has a hold, distemper has a hold
We took a second sip from a cup we made of bones
The first it was a ruse, a trick so aptly thrown
The truth is that our youth was a carpet laid with stones
[Refrain]
[Chorus]
Goodbye Motherf*cker
My lover
You had it coming
[Refrain]
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Matador
When lonesome came over me
A future shadow
Her ghost stood there, sang to me
Farewell, so long
I'll awake you
From this living sleep
We'll walk the shore
Where you were born
And bedded me
Although I cheat for the things
March forward, my son
A battle beyond frozen hills
Only for doubters
We will rise from the killing floor
Like a matador
The stained glass
A bovine ass
Can see right through
Every truth-soaked lie
Letters will trace every step
Out of this world
With every date, every date
We will be where you will be no more
No more
The stained glass
Or the hangman's ass
Would serve you well
Now we're coming back
Out of the words
Of these ghosts
We'll jump the gates
And left to rise, we will rise
We will rise from the killing floor
Like a matador
And the dead live
May the dead live
And the dead live
What more can we give?
May the dead live
May the dead live
And the dead live
The dead live...
A future shadow
Her ghost stood there, sang to me
Farewell, so long
I'll awake you
From this living sleep
We'll walk the shore
Where you were born
And bedded me
Although I cheat for the things
March forward, my son
A battle beyond frozen hills
Only for doubters
We will rise from the killing floor
Like a matador
The stained glass
A bovine ass
Can see right through
Every truth-soaked lie
Letters will trace every step
Out of this world
With every date, every date
We will be where you will be no more
No more
The stained glass
Or the hangman's ass
Would serve you well
Now we're coming back
Out of the words
Of these ghosts
We'll jump the gates
And left to rise, we will rise
We will rise from the killing floor
Like a matador
And the dead live
May the dead live
And the dead live
What more can we give?
May the dead live
May the dead live
And the dead live
The dead live...
Writer: Bill David Gould, Michael Patton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
From The Dead
Homecoming parade
Welcome home my friend
There'll be no more sleeping on this forest floor
Open heaven's door
Around you, 'round you
Around you
'round you [x2]
Around you
Comin' 'round the bend
Welcome home my friend
There'll be no more weeping like a canyon gorge
Hear your lion roar
Around you, 'round you
I can see you shining like a morning sun
Hear your lion roar [x2]
Around you, 'round you
I can see the parade
Welcome home my friend
We come back to history in present times
Watch your watch unwind
We've been turning mysteries to nursery rhymes
Sigils and more signs
Around you
Watch your watch unwind
Back from the dead
I can see the end
Welcome home my friend
Welcome home my friend
There'll be no more sleeping on this forest floor
Open heaven's door
Around you, 'round you
Around you
'round you [x2]
Around you
Comin' 'round the bend
Welcome home my friend
There'll be no more weeping like a canyon gorge
Hear your lion roar
Around you, 'round you
I can see you shining like a morning sun
Hear your lion roar [x2]
Around you, 'round you
I can see the parade
Welcome home my friend
We come back to history in present times
Watch your watch unwind
We've been turning mysteries to nursery rhymes
Sigils and more signs
Around you
Watch your watch unwind
Back from the dead
I can see the end
Welcome home my friend
Writer: Bill David Gould, Michael Patton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Sol Invictus (Latin, 'Unconquered Sun') is the seventh studio album by American rock band Faith No More, released on May 19, 2015.
It was Faith No More's first studio album following 1997's Album of the Year, marking the longest gap between two studio albums in their career, and their first release on Reclamation Records. Sol Invictus was also the band's first album since 1992's Angel Dust to feature the same lineup as its predecessor.
The album marked the group's fifth collaboration with longtime producer Matt Wallace, this time helping with the final mix rather than a more substantial producing role.
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Faith No MoreIt was Faith No More's first studio album following 1997's Album of the Year, marking the longest gap between two studio albums in their career, and their first release on Reclamation Records. Sol Invictus was also the band's first album since 1992's Angel Dust to feature the same lineup as its predecessor.
The album marked the group's fifth collaboration with longtime producer Matt Wallace, this time helping with the final mix rather than a more substantial producing role.
Genre(s): Alternative metal, experimental rock
Producer(s): Billy Gould
Length: 39:30
Released: May 19th, 2015
Year: 2015