Rv
Faith No More · Angel Dust
My world, my TV, and my food
Besides listening to my belly gurgle
Ain't much else to do
Yeah, I sweat a lot
Pants fall down every time I bend over
And my feet itch
Yeah-I married a scarecrow
I hate you
Talking to myself
Everybody's starin' at me
I'm only bleedin'
Someone taps me on the shoulder every 5 minutes
Nobody speaks English anymore
Would anybody tell me I was gettin' stupider?
I hate you
Talking to myself
You don't feel it after awhile
You take the beating
I'm a swingin' guy
Throw a belt over the shower curtain rod
And swing - - -
Toss me inside a Hefty
And put me in the ground
A drink needs me
I don't
I ain't about to guzzle no tears
so kiss my ass
newscasters, coakroaches, and desserts
I hate you
Talkin' to myself
Everybody's starin' at me
I'm only bleedin'
Where are the kids?
maybepregnantorondrugs
oronwelfareontopoftheworld
donthehonorrolonparoleontheDodgers
onthebackofmilkcartonsonstakes
inthemiddleofcornfields
oncoversoffuturehistorybooks
onoldlady'smantleswalkin'onwaternailedoncrosses
I think it's time I had a talk with my kids
I'll just tell 'em what my daddy told me
YOU AIN'T NEVER GONNA AMOUNT NOTHIN'
Rv - Faith No More
Released on the 1987 album Angel Dust, 'Rv' stands as a defining track in the post-punk revival era, showcasing Faith No More's signature blend of technical proficiency and chaotic energy. The song features the band's characteristic interplay between vocalist Mike Patton's theatrical vocal delivery and the intricate, shifting guitar work of Richard Patrick. It captures the group's transition from the melodic sensibilities of their earlier work to a more aggressive, jazz-inflected sound that would define their subsequent catalog. The recording exemplifies the band's commitment to complex time signatures and dynamic shifts, creating an atmosphere of tension and release that became a hallmark of their live performances and studio output during the mid-to-late 1980s.