Faith No More:Greed

Over the hills they came from the valley
Making innuendoes about my lack of talent, oh well...
They say that when I'm supposed to be singing
All I 'm really doing is yelling, oh well...
To you I say ....

Break out or get out
Then they say that I can't sing
That I don't say a thing
That I make everything up...oh well
To you I say...

Break out or get out
Break out or get out

Get out of your mind
Cause it's much too small
And there's so much going on