Faith No More

If you want to open the hole

Just put your head down and go

Step beside the piece of circumstance

Got to wash away the taste of evidence

Wash it away

(Evidence...got a taste of evidence)

I didn't feel a thing

It didn't mean a thing

Look in the eye and testify;

I didn't feel a thing

Anything you say, we know you're guilty

Hands above your head and you won't even feel me

You won't feel me