Biografia:
Paralelamente aos Faith No More, Mike Patton tocava com Mr. Bungle, uma banda formada nos tempos de colégio com seus amigos Trey Spruance e Trevor Dunn. As bandas eram bem diferentes pois enquanto o Faith No More seguia um estilo criativo dentro do rock and roll, o Mr. Bungle rompia a barreira do gênero e misturava elementos de diversos estilos, como música tradicional cigana, psicodelismo, jazz, entre muitos outros estilos.Mas as duas bandas acabaram em meados do ano 2000, e Patton começou um trabalho frenético com inúmeras bandas.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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D F#
You've got to be the one, smile of porcelain
D
Bullet holes in your tongue, Plexiglases bones
F#
Dough of angel's breath, the eyes of a mannequin
Put on a hell of a show
G F#
Solid gold, fresh young face
Bm A
king of a lovely place
G F#
Cynical life wash your face
E
Tryin' to make it better
D
A Bb Bm
And we've heard this song before
G A
And the needle skips again
F#m Bm
Playin' dominoes with tombstones
G A
Found a graveyard in your drawer
Dbm Bm
Go and get yourself buried
Dbm Ab
'Cause your dead, you're dead
F# E
You're dead, you're dead
D F#
You're skin melts in wax, Woven silk eyelids
D
The arms of somnambulist, You got your moneys worth
F#
Soul hangs in the closet, paper mache heart
Put on a hell of a show
G F#
solid gold, your hate crime
Bm A
wasn't loving me
G F#
Cynical life wash your face
E D
Tryin' to make it better
And we'll never make it better
And we'll never make it better
D F#
You've got to be the one, smile of porcelain
D
Bullet holes in your tongue, Plexiglases bones
F#
Dough of angel's breath, the eyes of a mannequin
Put on a hell of a show
G F#
Solid gold, fresh young face
Bm A
king of a lovely place
G F#
Cynical life wash your face
E
Tryin' to make it better
D
A Bb Bm
And we've heard this song before
G A
And the needle skips again
F#m Bm
Playin' dominoes with tombstones
G A
Found a graveyard in your drawer
Dbm Bm
Go and get yourself buried
Dbm Ab
'Cause your dead, you're dead
F# E
You're dead, you're dead
D F#
You're skin melts in wax, Woven silk eyelids
D
The arms of somnambulist, You got your moneys worth
F#
Soul hangs in the closet, paper mache heart
Put on a hell of a show
G F#
solid gold, your hate crime
Bm A
wasn't loving me
G F#
Cynical life wash your face
E D
Tryin' to make it better
And we'll never make it better
And we'll never make it better
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