Faith No More - The Perfect Crime

The Perfect Crime

The Perfect Crime
Girl listens to mom
So she lights a match and pretends to sleep
While everything burns
Man drives nowhere
So he pressed the pedal, hit a few dogs
And felt good
Boy hears teachers words
So he closed his eyes and stepped in front
of a train
Woo
Woops
Sorry bout that
Its just an accident
Revenge
Nobody forgets
Chop it into bits
The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say its O.K.
I can hear your voice echo
O.K. I lied-its really the voice
Of the guy who kicked your head in
Look in the mirror
It seems you are drinking, miniature
And soon enough your gone
Woops
Sorry bout that
Its just an accident
Revenge
Nobody forgets
Chop it into bits
The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say its O.K.
No one saw the perfect crime
I can not wait for the next time
The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say its O.K.
You try to make the moment
Last you sold it right in half
You die and have a nice day
Woops
Sorry bout that
Its just an accident