EPIC
Faith No More - 1989
Can you feel it, See it, hear it today?
If you can't, then it doesn't matter anyway
You will never understand it
‘Cuz it happens too fast
You want it all
But you can't have it…
“Cupcake.”
“Morelli.”
“When did it happen?”
“When did what happen?”
“Stephanie, are you going to repeat everything I say or just answer the question?”
“Depends. Are you going to say something that makes sense or just get down to business?”
Silence
“Cupcake.”
“Joe.”
“Tell me when it hap…”
“What? Don’t stop on my account…Hmmm, you like that, Joe?”
Masculine moan
“Yeah, Cupcake, I do.”
“Good. Is this what you were talking about before you left?”
“Oh, yeah. But you’re not sweating yet.”
Labored breathing
“Cupcake.”
Feminine moan
“J-J-Joe.”
“You slept with Manoso, didn’t you?”
“Hmmm?”
Rustle of fabric
“You did, didn’t you Cupcake?”
“Mmmm…Joe, what are you talking about?”
Masculine moan
“You really do like that. Want me to do it again, Joe?”
“Mmm hmmm.”
Masculine moan
“S- St-Steph, answer m-m-my question.”
“Hmmm? What question?”
Feminine moan
“Did you sleep with Manoso?”
Feminine groan.
“Uhh…”
Silence. Stillness.
“You’re stopping NOW?”
Squeak
“Where are you going? Joe? Wait!”
“Sorry. Can’t have it all, Cupcake.”
And it feels so good
It's like walking on glass
It's so cool, it's so hip, it's alright
It's so groovy, it's outta sight
You can touch it,
Smell it, taste it so sweet
But it makes no difference
‘Cuz it knocks you off your feet
You want it all
But you can't have it…
“Babe.”
“Ranger.”
“How’s Morelli?”
“Don’t know. Don’t care.”
“Still on time out, Babe?”
Rustle of fabric
“What are you doing, Babe?”
Silence
“Babe.”
Masculine moan
“Babe.”
“Hmmm?”
“You were with Morelli last night.”
“So?”
“You should work on…”
Masculine moan
“I’m working.”
Masculine moan
“T-t-that’s not what I m-m-meant.”
“You like that Ranger?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Want me to do it again?”
“Yes.”
Masculine moan
Labored breathing
“Babe.”
“Ranger.”
“You were at Morelli’s last night?”
“Mmmm. Yeah, so?”
“He kicked you out?”
Feminine moan
“What happened, Babe?”
“What?”
“At Morelli’s.”
Masculine moan
“Ranger, now isn’t the time…”
“Yeah, it is.”
Feminine groan
“Ranger.”
“Babe.”
“Where are you going?”
“Out of here.”
“What? Why? You don’t do relationships AND you’re and opportunist. Here’s an opportunity!”
Rustle of fabric
“Sorry, Babe. Even this opportunist has to think twice about being a cheap substitute.”
“What!”
“Can’t have it all, Babe.”
It's alive, afraid, a lie, a sin
It's magic, it's tragic
It's a loss, it's a win
It's dark, it's moist
It's a bitter pain
It's sad it happened
And it's a shame
You want it all
But you can't have it