Текст Faith No More – Crack Hitler

(Flight … 8-1-0 to Miami
Now boarding gate 12)

Sink the eight ball
Buy the lady a drink

He’s the one, no doubt
Walking on a tightrope
He’s the one, no doubt

Got a gash on my head
And a grin on my face
And a shadow called danger
Hidin’ in the sheets
And on the streets
In the hearts of every stranger

Here he comes, look out
We’re depending on you
Here he comes, look out

Hey… hey… hey…

Sweat on the brow
And a tap on the phone
And lives are on the line
Pick up the briefcase
On a high speed chase
Breathin’ by the roll of the dice

Reachin’ up to the top
Teach the world a lesson
Reachin’ up to the top

Hey … hey … hey …

«In regards to my usage of the drug …
It modified my personality
To the extent that I was highly irritable.»
«I was like a … Crack Hitler!»

Keep up the fight
And in the wink of an eye
Never give up

Ooh…ahh…
Look out …