Ricochet
All of that thick time without you
Has made me so thick and drunk
And it's okay to laugh about it
I said it's okay to laugh about it
Running twice as fast to stay in the same place
Don't catch my breath until the end of the day
And I'd rather be shot in the face
Than hear what you're going to say
One day the wind will come up
And you'll come up empty again
And who'll be laughing then?
You'll come up empty again
There's no reason, no explanation
So play the violins
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
And then it's just hilarious
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
And then it's just hilarious
You beat me every time you blink
If only I didn't have time to think
Think about you cracking a smile
Think about you all the while
One day the wind will come up
And you'll come up empty again
And who'll be laughing then?
You'll come up empty again
There's no reason, no explanation
So play the violins
On the ricochet, it's going to hit you
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
On the ricochet, it's going to hit you
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
You can laugh at me when it misses you
And you can laugh at me when it misses you
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
And then it's just hilarious
Has made me so thick and drunk
And it's okay to laugh about it
I said it's okay to laugh about it
Running twice as fast to stay in the same place
Don't catch my breath until the end of the day
And I'd rather be shot in the face
Than hear what you're going to say
One day the wind will come up
And you'll come up empty again
And who'll be laughing then?
You'll come up empty again
There's no reason, no explanation
So play the violins
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
And then it's just hilarious
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
And then it's just hilarious
You beat me every time you blink
If only I didn't have time to think
Think about you cracking a smile
Think about you all the while
One day the wind will come up
And you'll come up empty again
And who'll be laughing then?
You'll come up empty again
There's no reason, no explanation
So play the violins
On the ricochet, it's going to hit you
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
On the ricochet, it's going to hit you
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
You can laugh at me when it misses you
And you can laugh at me when it misses you
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
And then it's just hilarious
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Andrew Bordin, Michael Allen Patton, Bill Gould
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- No Explanation (Live)
- Gathered In Their Masses (Live 1990)
- Motherfucker (Calcitonin Mix) - Single
- Superhero (Battaglia Remix) - Single
- Motherfucker (JG Thirlwell Remix) - Single
- Easy Like Sunday Morning
- Live in Germany 2009
- We Care a Lot (Deluxe Band Edition (Remastered))
- The Jungle (Live at I-Beam Sf, 1986)
- Faith No More: Live in Germany 2009
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