Faith No More has so many incredible songs. But this one just rings in the ears for decades. “now everything’s ruined!!” on repeat in the mind with funny major piano arpeggios and heavy marshal stack guitar behind it.
This song just makes me grin from ear to ear.
If not just for the shear density of mind sticking catchy melodic lines and lyrics, then for the shear hilarity of the song.
Faith No More – Everything’s Ruined Meaning:
Faith No More is largely a band about absurdity. Or rather the juxtaposition of human potential against absurdity. That is because the sheer talent in their music is in itself sublime. As absurd as the world might be, they attack it with talent and beauty. So maybe they are more a middle finger to the absurd than a celebration of it.
The music echoes juxtaposition by weaving melodic pianos directly with massive distorted guitar, slap bass and operatic vocal lines. You really can’t find that anywhere.
And just to top it off there’s a guitar solo with atmospheric synth backing. Because Faith no More is AWESOME DUDE!!!!!!!
From this vantage, “Everything’s Ruined” might be more about a poor soul who became ruined by the absurdity, but seen through a sublime lense.
It has always registered with me that way. It is a sort of way I have of dissing things that get ruined when others get involved. As if to say “if that was me, it would be fine. But now, EVERYTHINGS RUINED!!”… repeat… “EVERYTHING’s RUINED!!”
you A HOLE.
LOL it makes me laugh so hard. It’s like how I dis people that I don’t like. well, you ruined it. with a piano flourish and a rock outro because I’m awesome.
A passing analysis of the song might be to take it as defeatist as if all things are doomed to fail. but this is Faith no more. They aren’t going to fail. They are going to observe failure so that they don’t have to.
Faith No More – Everything’s Ruined Lyrics:
We were so happy
Things worked out better than we had planned
Capital from boy, woman and man
We were like ink and paper
Numbers on a calculator
Knew arithmetic so well
Working overtime completed what was assigned
We had to multiply ourselves
A bouncing little baby
A shiny copper penny
And he spent himself
Would not listen to us
But when he lost his appetite
He lost his weight in friends
Baby became a fat nickel so fast
Then came puberty exponentially
Soon our boy became a million
People loved him so
And helped him to grow
Everyone knew the thing that was best
Of course, he must invest
A penny won’t do, no
A penny won’t do, no
A penny won’t do, no
A penny won’t do, no
But he made us proud
He made us rich
But how were we to know
He’s counterfeit?
