The Artist Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | Fool's Game(1989) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Thrash Metal, Funk Metal |
Labels | Noise Records |
Ranked | #119 for 1989 , #7,490 all-time |
Album rating : 79.2 / 100
Votes : 6
Votes : 6
6. The Artist (4:27)
Self employed self made scam
Like a child who forgot how to learn
Just conserving time
In this homemade prison he'll burn
Tongue like a rusty razor tricky and sharp
With eyes that seem so pure
Walk like a dusty soldier proud and sure
With a medal of his buddy's heart
There's the pitch looks like a curve
He who dies with the most toys wins
Faceless, nameless they're all the same
He'll take your money with a toothy grin
Tongue like a rusty razor tricky and sharp
With eyes that seem so pure
Walk like a dusty soldier proud and sure
With a medal of his buddy's heart
Worse than the animal
The artist needs
The artist greeds
He bites the hand that feeds
Worse than the animal
The artist needs
The artist greeds
BITE!
Floating in franklins like a pig in shit
He's got money to burn yours not mine
Material madness bashes him down
And sends the fucker to the end of the line
Tongue like a rusty razor tricky and sharp
With eyes that seem so pure
Walk like a dusty soldier proud and sure
With a medal of his buddys heart
Worse than the animal
The artist needs
The artist greeds
He bites the hand that feeds
Worse than the animal
The artist needs
The artist greeds
BITE!
Like a child who forgot how to learn
Just conserving time
In this homemade prison he'll burn
Tongue like a rusty razor tricky and sharp
With eyes that seem so pure
Walk like a dusty soldier proud and sure
With a medal of his buddy's heart
There's the pitch looks like a curve
He who dies with the most toys wins
Faceless, nameless they're all the same
He'll take your money with a toothy grin
Tongue like a rusty razor tricky and sharp
With eyes that seem so pure
Walk like a dusty soldier proud and sure
With a medal of his buddy's heart
Worse than the animal
The artist needs
The artist greeds
He bites the hand that feeds
Worse than the animal
The artist needs
The artist greeds
BITE!
Floating in franklins like a pig in shit
He's got money to burn yours not mine
Material madness bashes him down
And sends the fucker to the end of the line
Tongue like a rusty razor tricky and sharp
With eyes that seem so pure
Walk like a dusty soldier proud and sure
With a medal of his buddys heart
Worse than the animal
The artist needs
The artist greeds
He bites the hand that feeds
Worse than the animal
The artist needs
The artist greeds
BITE!
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Fool's Game - Lyrics
1. State of Mind Lyrics | 2. Spectacle of Fear Lyrics |
3. Every Day's a Holiday Lyrics | 4. Spellbound Lyrics |
5. Sever and Splice Lyrics | ▶ 6. The Artist Lyrics |
7. Shatter Lyrics | 8. Reckless Abandon Lyrics |
9. Super Freak Lyrics | 10. Numb Lyrics |
Fool's Game - Album Credits
Members
- Scott Holderby : Vocals
- Danny White : Guitars
- Jim Taffer : Guitars
- Arthur Liboon : Bass
- Gannon Hall : Drums
- Guest/session musicians:
- Ken Elkinton : Backing Vocals
- Sothira Proudflesh : Backing Vocals
- Paul Moraga : Backing Vocals
- John Bryant : Backing Vocals
- Andy Anderson : Backing Vocals
- Rich Wilde : Backing Vocals
- Mike Coons : Backing Vocals
- Chuck Billy : Backing Vocals
- Aaron 'DJ Pause' Vaughn : Keyboards, Turntables on "Every Day's a Holiday", "Super Freak"
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