Mr. Bungle

A carnival for the human race Cotton candy, happy face A child talking with his mouth full Girlfriend gets stuffed animal A festive mood is all around Another world is what we've found Step right up, let's make a deal Ride the ferris wheel You know t

Before you advertise All the fame is implied With no fortune unseen Sell the rights To your blight Time-machine While I'm dulled by excess And a cynic at best My art imitates crime Paid for by The allies So invest Now I'm finding truth is a ruin Naus

Your lips say one thing But the drugs say another How can I massage This inter-galactic ulcer? Goodbye sober day Hello milky way... Pin my ear to the wisdom post Hang me up and drain me dry Mend my shipwrecked spirit Lift the veil from my eyes Goodby

Save me The heavens have opened The storm is over So let's start the parade... Raindrops Will turn to laughter Forever after In your technicolor heartbeat And they say That it helps you forget everything... Sweet charity You drink your poison from a

Hush me, touch me Perfume, the wind and the leaves Hush me, touch me The burns, the holes in the sheets I'm hoping the smoke Hides the shame I've got on my face Cognac and broken glass All these years I've been your ashtray I found a pink cigarette O

Mendel's machines replicate in the night In the black iron prison of St. Augustine's light He's paying the bills and they're doing him proud They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds With omega point in the sight The new Franklins fly

Inside of me today There is no one Only asteroids and empty space A waste ...They're looking through the windows at me... Get me out of this air-conditioned nightmare Rots your brain just like a catchy tune You will hate life more than life hates you

All behold the spectacle A fleshy limbless rectangle Sitting on a pedestal So nasal handicapable Sniff and remember silver ball Contortions that he can't recall The torso on a trampoline The happiness melts into dream To talk is an enunciated sneeze

As the congregation grows The lung of solitude deflates To my ears the greatest sin Feel a bit like Beethoven Simultaneous they speak unbeknownst Exiled to the inner voice, difference is He had no choice We can't seem to find the air To get our messa

For those of you who care, an additional adder found the lyrics translated into english. In Italian and then English: "VIOLENZA DOMESTICA" Cattivo come adesso non lo sono stato mai Cattivo come adesso non lo sono stato mai Ti faro' male in posti