Faith No More

Its cold and its
Smooth and its
A hard shade of white
And everybody needs to lick the surface clean
But it never tastes better
white blooms to white and freezes white again
close it before something crawls in
commit it, leave it, get away - we always
drop our good side
Being good gets you stuff
Being stuff gets you good
Good stuf gets you being
And wheelin and dealin and squealin
Shit lives forever
they have no legs, but chase us anyway
wipe the shadow of your best friend