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This Is It: The Best of Faith No More

The Perfect Crime (LP Version)

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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 teacher's words
So he closed his eyes and stepped in front of a train
Woo!

Woops, sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident
Revenge nobody forgets
Chop it into bits

The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's okay, ooh

I can hear your voice echo
Okay, I lied
It's really the voice of the guy who kicked your head in

Look in the mirror
It seems you're drinking miniature
And soon enough, you're gone

Woops, sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident
Revenge nobody forgets
Chop it into bits

The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's okay

No one saw the perfect crime
I can't wait for the next time

The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's okay

You try to make the moment
Last you sold it right in half
You die and have a nice day

Woops, sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident
Revenge nobody forgets
Chop it into bits

The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's okay

Woops, sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident

You try to make the moment
Last you sold it right in half
You die and have a nice day

Woops, sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident