I'm as fake as e wedding cake
And I'm Vague and I know that I'm
homopolitan
Pitifully predictable
Correctly political
I'm the new, I'm the new, new model
I've got nothing inside
Better in the head and in bed
At the office
I can suck and I smile
New
new
new model
I can choke and diet on coke
I'm Spun and I know
That I'm Stoned and Rolling
Lifelike and poseable
Hopeless and disposable
I'm the new, I'm the new, new model
I've got nothing inside
Better in the head and in bed
At the office
I can suck and I smile
New
new
new model
Don't let them know how far you go
Or that you use you "lovers"
Oh look, you're like a VCR
Stick something in to know
Just who you are you
New
new
new model
I want to fly into your sun
Need faith to make me numb
Live like a teenage christ
Im a saint, got a date with suicide
Oh Mary, Mary
To be this young is oh so scary
Mary, Mary
To be this young im oh so scared
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
Spin my way out of hell, theres nothing left this soul to sell
Live fast and die fast too
How many times to do this for you?
How many times to do this for you?
Mary, Mary
To be this young im oh so scared
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
Long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
Sell my soul for anything, anything but you
Sell my soul for anything, anything but you
The clock is a ring on her finger
That she checks
When she's out of time
The cigarette's a spike
In the spur of the moment
Digging in her side
She cuts the paper with nails
And her pen is bleeding poetry
Nervous from the sex that she got
And the wine that she spilled
On her clean, white, white sheets
Like to see you, baby,
All torn up inside
Girl you're dead already
So just let your ego die
Girl you're dead already
So just let your ego die
Blanche Wyer: ...6:30 this morning.
Barb Warner: I can't hear ya.
Blanche Wyer: I woke at 6:30 this morning with a headache.
Barb Warner: Oh...
Blanche Wyer: I wonder to take 'em or not...
Barb Warner: I wouldn't take 'em.
Blanche Wyer: I don't know, the headache is heavier than anything else.
Barb Warner: It's the first time that you took 'em?
Blanche Wyer: Second.
Barb Warner: Yeah...
Blanche Wyer: I had a little bit of a headache this morning.
Barb Warner: I wouldn't take 'em, mom.
Blanche Wyer: I won't take 'em now, 'cause I have a toothache that hurts too a
little bit. I've taken everything I got, been thinkin'
Barb Warner: All that blood pressure medicine you take and stuff too. You
shouldn't take those things. You're better off not to sleep then to take the...
Blanche Wyer: ?
Barb Warner: Oh, my god! No wonder you got a headache! Your pressure's probably
sky high! Why don't...You gotta take that every day!
Blanche Wyer: I try though...
Barb Warner: Are you crazy?
Blanche Wyer: It's been 3 days...
Barb Warner: That's probably why you have a headache now...Did you take it
today?
Blanche Wyer: I did this morning, yeah.
Barb Warner: That's probably why you have a headache, 'cause your pressure's up.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: I don't know how you can forget to take it. And when that's the
only pill you take...
Blanche Wyer: I'm sorry, I have so many pills you'd be surprised.
Barb Warner: Well, the blood pressure pill is the most important one.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah, I know...
Barb Warner: There ain't no other one as important as that one.
Blanche Wyer: I got one more and then I gotta get to the store. I got two
refills on it.
Barb Warner: You only got one pill?!
Blanche Wyer: I only take one a day...
Barb Warner: Well, yeah, but you shouldn't let 'em get that low...
Blanche Wyer: I guess not, but I can take one in the morning and then go get
some more...
Barb Warner: They're expensive! If you have to pay for 'em... Procardia?
Blanche Wyer: No, the other one.
Barb Warner: Which ones?
Blanche Wyer: I gotta pay for procardia.
Barb Warner: Were you taking that every day?
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: Well, that's the blood pressure pill... The heart pill, the
procardia. And what's the other one?
Blanche Wyer: Ah, H-Y-D-R-O-T-O-N.
Barb Warner: Oh, that's something to do with water and... And... Water and, uh,
blood pressure.
Blanche Wyer: This one tag does say it's for blood pressure...
Barb Warner: Yeah, I think it works like a water pill type pressure, but the
procardia's the important one.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: You have to take that every day.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: You should take that the first thing when you get up...
Blanche Wyer: Yeah...I know.
Barb Warner: Well, how come you ain't got taken it?
Blanche Wyer: I took it yesterday, the procardia.
Barb Warner: Well, how come you didn't take it today?
Blanche Wyer: I had the headache today...
Barb Warner: That's why you have a headache! You gotta take the procardia...
Take it now! That's what it's for, your headache! It's to make your blood
pressure come down.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: If you don't you're gonna ha... You'll have a stroke if you don't
take it. If you got a pretty... Headache that bad you're gonna have a stroke...
Blanche Wyer: I got a headache that bad this morning.
Barb Warner: Well, you better go take the procardia right now.
Blanche Wyer: I will, I'll take it when I hang up.
Barb Warner: You didn't take that other blood... blood pressure pill either?
Blanche Wyer: Yeah, I did this morning...
Barb Warner: Well, you should take the procardia right now.
Blanche Wyer: I'll take the procardia in after nine. Got a horrible morning...
Barb Warner: Well, you...
Blanche Wyer: I'm glad you can't see it.
Barb Warner: Well, how long has it been since you took the procardia?
Blanche Wyer: Three days.
Barb Warner: How many?
Blanche Wyer: Three...
Barb Warner: Well, see, that's ridiculous... You better go take it right now.
Blanche Wyer: I will.
Barb Warner: Then you'll find out your headache will go away.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah. I've taken it now, the procardia, just yet.
Barb Warner: Any other medicine you're taking ain't that important. You ain't
got nothing but nerve pills. They ain't important.
Blanche Wyer: I take those every day...
Barb Warner: Well, the nerve pills ain't that important. The blood pressure
medicine's important.
there's not much left to love
tootired today to hate
I feel the empty
I feel the minute of decay
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
the minute that it's born
it begins to die
I'd love to just give in,
I'd love to live this lie
I've been to black and back
I've whited out my name
a lack of pain, a lack of hope,
a lack of anything to say
there is no cure for what is killing me
I'm on my way down
I've looked ahead and saw a
world that's dead
I guess that I am too
If I had time to kill the world I'd try
oh no, but I'm busy, killing me
I don't have time to build a suicide
because the snowman melts in spring
the striper girls will not be coming back
in the summer, for me, me
I don't have time to even say good bye
we are dying, as winter lives, spring!
snow melts on my lawn and i am free, yeah!
corn cob pipe and a button nose, yeah!
bottled in the ground too long a...
snow melts on my lawn and i am...
if i had time to kill the world i'd try
but i'm busy, kill is ever me
i don't have time to even say good-bye
we are dying, as winter lives, spring!
snow melts on my lawn and i am free, yeah!
corn cob pipe and a button nose, yeah!
spring!
Burn the witches. Burn the witches
Don't take time to sew the stitches
Burn the witches. Burn the witches
Don't take time to sew the stitches
Hand shake, ring sign, snake eye, bite mine
Hand shake, ring sign, snake eye, bite mine
I don't need your hate
I decide my fate
Burn your bridges. Burn your bridges
Don't take time to sew the stitches
Burn your bridges. Burn your bridges
Don't take time to sew the stitches
Levi, Crowley, Golden Dawn
Strange same dogma, on and on
I don't need your hate
I decide my fate
We don't viscerate
Use me when you want to come
I've bled just to have your touch
When I'm in you I want to die
User friendly fucking dopestar obscene
Will you die when you're high
You'd never die just for me
She says,
"I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you
'til somebody better comes along."
Use me like I was a whore
Relationships are such a bore
Deleted the ones that you've fucked
User friendly fucking dopestar obscene
Will you die when you're high
You'd never die just for me
She says,
"I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you
In The End I Became Them And I Led Them
After All None Of Us Really Qualified as Humans
We Were Hardworn Automatic And As Hollow As The "O" In God
I Reattached My Emotions Cellular And Narcotic
From The Top Of Hollywood It Looked Like Space
Millions Of Capsules And Mechanical Animals
A City Full Of Dead Stars And A Girl I Called Coma White
Learning to Swim
I wanna be the fish
I like the way he swims
I bend my arms to fins
Ego scales my skin
I grab a sharp stick
And I cut my gills
The water rushes in...
I'm too young
To live this life
I wanna be the fish
I like the way he swims
I grab a sharp stick
I'm too young to live
Inside this life
They want me to stay
This life I cannot feign
They want me to stay
This life I cannot feign
They want me to stay
This life I cannot feign
Is this what you wanted
This is what you get.
Turned all your lives into this shit.
You never accepted or treated me fair
blame me for what I believe
and I wear.
You fucked yourselves and you
raised these sheep
the blue and the withered seeds
you will reap.
You never gave me a chance to be me
Or even a fucking chance just to be.
But I have to show you that
you played a role
and I will destroy you with one simple hole.
The world that hates me has taken its toll
but now I have finally taken control.
You wanted so bad to make me this thing
and I want you now to just kill the king
and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry
this is what you deserve
and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry
this is what you deserve
and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry
this is what you deserve
King Kill 33
King Kill 33
King Kill 33
King Kill 33
She's got her eyes open wide
she's got the dirt and spit of the world
her mouth on the metal
the lips of a scared little girl
I've got an angel in the lobby
he's waiting to put me in line
I won't ask forgiveness
my faith has gone dry
She's got her Christian prescriptures
and death has crawled in her ear
like elevator music of songs
that she shouldn't hear
and it spins around 1...2...3
and we all lay down 4...5...6
some do it fast
some do it better in smaller amounts
and it spins around 1...2...3
and we all lay down 4...5...6
some do it fast
some do it better in smaller amounts
Virgins sold in quantity
"African" American heredity
I'm playin' my guitar and I'm feelin' fine
Why are all the "niggers" in the unemployment line?
White Trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White Trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
Teenage girl, a teenage queen
Until she's on video
A porno queen
She likes to give head
She likes it mean
That's why she's my little queen
White Trash! get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White Trash get down on your knees
It's time for cake and sodomy
Yeah....
White boy tryin' to get some behind
"Who says date rape isn't kind?"
Where's he gonna go?
Who's he gonna please?
It don't matter
As long as she's on her knees
White Trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White Trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
Yesterday was a million years ago
In all my past lives I played an asshole
Now I found you, it's almost too late
And this earth seems obliviating
We are trembling in our crutches
High and dead our skin is glass
I'm so empty here without
I crack and split my xerox hands
I know it's the last day on earth
We'll be together while the planet dies
I know it's the last day on earth
We'll never say goodbye
The dogs slaughter each other softly
Love burns it's casualties
We are damaged provider modules
Spill the seeds at our children's feet
I'm so empty here without you
I know they want me dead
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
Ring around the rosies
Pocket full of posies
Taste the hands of children
Happiness of children
Death lies in little hands of children
In space the stars are no nearer
Just glitters like a morgue
And I dreamed I was a spaceman
Burned like a moth in a flame
And our world was so fucking gone
I'm not attached to your world
Nothing heals and nothing grows
Because it's a great big white world and we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves, we used to love another
All my stiches itch
My prescription's low
I wish you were queen just for today
In a world that's so white what else could I say?
And hell was so cold
All the vases are so broken
And the roses tear our hands all open
Mother Marry miscarry
But we pray just like insects
And the world is so ugly now
We'll be the worms in your apple pie
Fake abuse for our bios
Blacken our own eyes
The grass isn't greener on the other side
We set it on fire
And we have no reason why.
We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow
We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow
We're
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad
We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell
It just suits us well
We're the bright young things
I've got my villain necktie
And a mouth of hi-fi
So sharp, I'm bleeding
from my Judas Hole
I'm the Arch Dandy
No-goodnik and I'm headed
For Crashville.
I'm most monster with my groan box
In the "Meat Show."
We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow
We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad
We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell
It just suits us well
We're the bright young things
Crashing the ether
We've got the loudest stereotype
Even neophytes deep 6 your pro-life.
We don't need to move a single prayer bone
We're so beautiful and damned
Simply as a "still life."
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Stop the song and remember what you used to be
Somebody that could fucking impress me
We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell
It just suits us well
We're the bright young things
We know who we are and what we want to say
And we don't care who's listening
We don't rebel to sell
It just suits us well
We're the bright young things
Good for nothing but being
Everything that's bad
Good for nothing but being
She's got her eyes open wide
She's got the dirt and spit of the world
Her mouth on the metal
The lips of a scared little girl
I got an angel in the lobby
He's waiting to put me in line
I won't ask forgiveness
My faith has gone dry
She's got her christian prescriptures
and death has crawled in her ear
Like elevator music of songs
that she shouldnt' hear
and it spins around, and we all lay down
Some do it fast, and some do it better in smaller amounts(2x)
Some Bitch: I want to know um...why it is that all of you
Seem to have satanic signs all over you
and what is that make...
Does this music cause you to do what you do?
Manson: Is that directed at us or the parents?
Donahure: That's funny......Twiggy
Manson: Does the music cause us to do what we do?
Donahure: That's your little tape recorder...ok
Manson: We cause the music to do what it does...I think
I think moshing is a sign of what christians would call uh...the
Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you
Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on
Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.
Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to get used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused.
I wanna use you and abuse you.
I wanna know what's inside you.
(Whispering and Moaning:
Hold your head up, movin' on.
Keep your head up, movin' on.)
Movin' on!
I'm gonna use you and abuse you.
I'm gonna know what's inside.
Gonna use you and abuse you.
am I sorry your sky went black,
put your knives in babies backs?
am I sorry you killed the Kennedy's, and Huxley too?
but I'm sorry Shakespeare was your scapegoat
and your apple's sticking into my throat
sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails
and your crucifixion commercials failed
but I'm just a pitiful anonymous
and I see all the young believers
your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
and we all just sing their song
am I sorry just to be alive
putting my face in the bee-hive?
am I sorry for Booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine too?
I'm sorry you never check
the bag in my head for a bomb
and my halo was a needle hole
sorry I saw a priest being beaten
and I made a wish
but I'm just a pitiful anonymous
and I see all the young believers
your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
and we all just sing their song
and we all just sing their song
"the valley of death we are free
your father's your prison you see"
and I see all the young believers
your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
and we all just sing their song
you're just a copy of an imitation
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
I can't stand the things that you do
No, no no I ain't lying
No
I don't care if you don't want me
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours
Anyhow
Yeah
I am yours, yours, yours
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
Yes, I do!
Yeah...
I put a spell on you
Lord! Lord! Lord!
'Cause you're mine, yeah
I can't stand the things that you do
When you're foolin' around
I don't care if you don't want me
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours
Anyhow, yeah
I can't stand your foolin' around
If I can't have you
No one will
I love you, you, you
I love you, I love you, I love you!
I love you, you, you
I don't care if you don't want me
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours
Anyhow...yeah
Pogo: What game you wanna play?
Come on, step to me.
Play with me. What game you wanna play?
Wanna play a poop game? Wanna play a knife game?
Clue part... Do you wanna go play towel?
Groupie: I hate you!
Pogo: You wanna play broken-glass-against-the-head game?
Groupie: I hate you, Satan motherfucker!
Pogo: Step to me!
There's no earthly way of knowing
Which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're going
Or which way the wind is blowing
Is it raining? Is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a-blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Oh, the fires of hell are glowing
Is the grisly reaper mowing?
Yes! The danger must be growing (Faster! Faster!)
For the rowers keep on rowing (Faster! Faster!)
And they're certainly not showing (Faster! Faster!)
Any signs that they are slowing (Faster! Faster!)
The hunger inside, given to me
Makes me what I am
Always it is calling me
For the blood of man
They say, I cannot be this
I am jaded, hiding from the day
I can't bear, I cannot
Tame the hunger in me
Oh, I say, I did it
Always searching
You can't fuck with fate
So instead you'll taste my pain
The hunger inside, given to me
Makes me feel alive
Always out, stalking prey
In the dark I hide
Feeling, falling, hating
Feel like I am fading
Hating life
They say, I cannot be this
I am jaded, hiding from the day
I can't bear, I cannot
Tame the hunger in me
Oh, I say, I did it
Always searching
You can't fuck with fate
So instead you'll taste my pain
You say, your life I'm taking
Always bothering me
I can't take this anymore
I'm failing, always smothering me
You look down on me
Ain't what you see
Take this gift from me
You will soon become me
Nothing seems exciting
Always the same hiding, hiding
It's haunting me, it's haunting me
It's haunting me, it's haunting me
She's got eyes like Zapruder
And a mouth like heroin
She wants me to be perfect like Kennedy
This isn't god, this isn't god
God is just a statistic
God is just a statistic
Say "show me the dead stars
All of them sing."
This is a riot
Religious and clean
God is a number you cannot count to
You are posthuman and hardwired
She's pilgrim and pagan
Softworn and so-cial
In all of her dreams
She's a saint like Jackie O
This isn't god, this isn't god
God is just a statistic
Blanche Wyer: ...6:30 this morning.
Barb Warner: I can't hear ya.
Blanche Wyer: I woke at 6:30 this morning with a headache.
Barb Warner: Oh...
Blanche Wyer: I wonder to take 'em or not...
Barb Warner: I wouldn't take 'em.
Blanche Wyer: I don't know, the headache is heavier than anything else.
Barb Warner: It's the first time that you took 'em?
Blanche Wyer: Second.
Barb Warner: Yeah...
Blanche Wyer: I had a little bit of a headache this morning.
Barb Warner: I wouldn't take 'em, mom.
Blanche Wyer: I won't take 'em now, 'cause I have a toothache that hurts too a
little bit. I've taken everything I got, been thinkin'
Barb Warner: All that blood pressure medicine you take and stuff too. You
shouldn't take those things. You're better off not to sleep then to take the...
Blanche Wyer: ?
Barb Warner: Oh, my god! No wonder you got a headache! Your pressure's probably
sky high! Why don't...You gotta take that every day!
Blanche Wyer: I try though...
Barb Warner: Are you crazy?
Blanche Wyer: It's been 3 days...
Barb Warner: That's probably why you have a headache now...Did you take it
today?
Blanche Wyer: I did this morning, yeah.
Barb Warner: That's probably why you have a headache, 'cause your pressure's up.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: I don't know how you can forget to take it. And when that's the
only pill you take...
Blanche Wyer: I'm sorry, I have so many pills you'd be surprised.
Barb Warner: Well, the blood pressure pill is the most important one.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah, I know...
Barb Warner: There ain't no other one as important as that one.
Blanche Wyer: I got one more and then I gotta get to the store. I got two
refills on it.
Barb Warner: You only got one pill?!
Blanche Wyer: I only take one a day...
Barb Warner: Well, yeah, but you shouldn't let 'em get that low...
Blanche Wyer: I guess not, but I can take one in the morning and then go get
some more...
Barb Warner: They're expensive! If you have to pay for 'em... Procardia?
Blanche Wyer: No, the other one.
Barb Warner: Which ones?
Blanche Wyer: I gotta pay for procardia.
Barb Warner: Were you taking that every day?
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: Well, that's the blood pressure pill... The heart pill, the
procardia. And what's the other one?
Blanche Wyer: Ah, H-Y-D-R-O-T-O-N.
Barb Warner: Oh, that's something to do with water and... And... Water and, uh,
blood pressure.
Blanche Wyer: This one tag does say it's for blood pressure...
Barb Warner: Yeah, I think it works like a water pill type pressure, but the
procardia's the important one.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: You have to take that every day.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: You should take that the first thing when you get up...
Blanche Wyer: Yeah...I know.
Barb Warner: Well, how come you ain't got taken it?
Blanche Wyer: I took it yesterday, the procardia.
Barb Warner: Well, how come you didn't take it today?
Blanche Wyer: I had the headache today...
Barb Warner: That's why you have a headache! You gotta take the procardia...
Take it now! That's what it's for, your headache! It's to make your blood
pressure come down.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: If you don't you're gonna ha... You'll have a stroke if you don't
take it. If you got a pretty... Headache that bad you're gonna have a stroke...
Blanche Wyer: I got a headache that bad this morning.
Barb Warner: Well, you better go take the procardia right now.
Blanche Wyer: I will, I'll take it when I hang up.
Barb Warner: You didn't take that other blood... blood pressure pill either?
Blanche Wyer: Yeah, I did this morning...
Barb Warner: Well, you should take the procardia right now.
Blanche Wyer: I'll take the procardia in after nine. Got a horrible morning...
Barb Warner: Well, you...
Blanche Wyer: I'm glad you can't see it.
Barb Warner: Well, how long has it been since you took the procardia?
Blanche Wyer: Three days.
Barb Warner: How many?
Blanche Wyer: Three...
Barb Warner: Well, see, that's ridiculous... You better go take it right now.
Blanche Wyer: I will.
Barb Warner: Then you'll find out your headache will go away.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah. I've taken it now, the procardia, just yet.
Barb Warner: Any other medicine you're taking ain't that important. You ain't
got nothing but nerve pills. They ain't important.
Blanche Wyer: I take those every day...
Barb Warner: Well, the nerve pills ain't that important. The blood pressure
medicine's important.
On we plow
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good goddamn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be
So no one fucks with me, yeah
I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down
Wanna go out, gotta get out to the playground
Wanna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
I am the face of piss and shit and sugar
I do a crooked little dance with my funny little monkey
What I want, what I want is just your children
I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being
Caliopenis envy from your daddy
You're not gonna hear what he don't want to hear
What I say disgusts him
He wants to be me and that scares him
Lets do a funny little dance with my funny little monkey
The black keys
Here is my real head, here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head
They try to blink me not to think me
Don't want to bring me out
I am the rotten teeth, my fists are lined with suckers
My prison skin's an eyesore mirror sketch pad
I am your son
Your dad
Your fag
I am your fad
Here is my real head, here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head
The ancient pharoahs were not too bright they say,
But they made one contribution that I live by to this day,
It's the food pyramid,
And its approved the USDA
Oh grains of the foundation,
So please take my advice,
Of five to eleven servings of bread, cereal or rice,
Three to five of vegetables,
And four fruits is best,
Their antioxidensty fiber help you to digest,
Three servings of yogurt, milk and cheese,
Will help your bones and subsidize the cattle industry
A body needs to grow,
And grow and take regimes,
Why meat can be a tasty treat,
Like fish or even beans
And when you eat your sweets,
Make sure you try,
To limit your servings,
Or you'll...
DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everybody!
My body is a pyramid that's made of healthy foods,
So do what we say,
(Yeah!)
Eat right every day,
(Food!),
I..... love...... you
Buy American!
Hey. Mr. Superstar:
"I'll do anyhting for you"
"I'm your number one fan"
hey mr. porno star, I, I, I, I want you
hey mr. sickly star,
I want to get sick from you
hey mr. fallen star,
don't you know I worship you?
hey mr. big rock star,
"I wanna grow up just like you"
I know that I can turn you on
I wish I could just turn you off
I never wanted this
hey mr. superhate,
I just want to love you
hey, hey, hey mr. superfuck,
I wanna go down on you
hey mr. supergod,
will you answer my prayers?
hey, hey, hey mr. superman,
I want to be your little girl
hey mr. superstar,
I'll kill myself for you
hey mr. superstar,
I'll kill you if I can't have you
there's not much left to love
tootired today to hate
I feel the empty
I feel the minute of decay
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
the minute that it's born
it begins to die
I'd love to just give in,
I'd love to live this lie
I've been to black and back
I've whited out my name
a lack of pain, a lack of hope,
a lack of anything to say
there is no cure for what is killing me
I'm on my way down
I've looked ahead and saw a
world that's dead
I guess that I am too
[chorus]
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me...
Next motherfucker's gonna get my metal
I bring you, bring dead
On we plow
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good goddamn 'cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be so no one fucks with me
I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down
Wanna go out, gotta get down
To the playground, gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be so no one fucks with me
Yeah, I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be so no one fucks with me, yeah
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
There's an apple in the pussy mouth
Now I am the dinner whore
There's a tumor in the t.v. mouth
Burn it out before it grows
Someone better get the dog to kick,
Jaws wired shut to save the dick
Out of the bottomless pit comes the little horn
"little horn is born"
The world spreads its legs for another star
World shows its face for another scar
Dead will dance for what is left
The worms will wait with baited breath
"your blind have now become my deaf"
So says this little horn
"save yourself from this..."
Everyone will suffer now...
On we plow
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good goddamn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be
So no one fucks with me
I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down
Wanna go out, gotta get out
To the playground, gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
Pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be
So no one fucks with me
Wanna fly into your sun,
need fear to make me numb,
live like a teenage christ,
I'm a saint, got a date with suicide!
(Chorus)
Oh Mary, Mary,
to be this young is oh-so scary,
Mary, Mary,
to be this young I'm oh-so scared
I wanna live, wanna love,
but its a long hard road out of hell x2
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this x2
Spin my way out of hell,
theres nothin left but my soul to sell
live fast and die fast too
How many times I do this for you?
How many times I do this for you?
(chorus)
You never said forever could ever hurt like this x2
I wanna live, wanna love,
but its a long hard road out of hell
Sell my soul for anything,
anything but you x2
We have no future
heaven wasn't made for me
we burn ourselves to hell
as fast as it can be
and I wish that I could be a king
then I'd know that I am not alone
Maggots put on shirts
Sell each others shit
sometimes I feel so worthless
sometimes I feel discarded
I wish that I was good enough
then I'd know that I am not alone
Death is policeman
Death is the priest
Death is the stereo
Death is a TV
Death is the Tarot
Death is an angel and
Death is our God
killing us all
she puts the seeds in me
plant this dying tree
she's a burning string
and I'm just the ashes
she put the seeds in me
plant this dying tree
she's a burning string
I am the face of piss and shit and sugar
I do a crooked little dance with my funny little monkey
What I want what I want is just your children
I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being
Calliopenis envy from your daddy
You're not gonna hear what he don't want to hear
What I say disgusts him
He wants to be me and that scares him
Let's do a funny little dance with my funny little monkey
The black keys
Actually, he loves you
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head
They try to blink me not to think me
Don't want to bring me out
I am the rotten teeth my fists are lined with suckers
My prison skins an eyesore-mirror-sketch-pad
I am your son
Your dad
You fag
I am your fad
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head
I have to take your voice and and stick my fingers in it
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head
I have to take your voice and and stick my fingers in it
Fuck fuck!
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
This isn't me
I'm not mechanical...
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine.
I can't stand the things that you do.
No, no, no, I ain't lyin'. No.
I don't care if you don't want me
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.
Yeah, I'm yours, yours, yours.
I love you. I love you.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah....
I put a spell on you.
Lord! Lord! Lord!
....'Cause you're mine, yeah.
I can't stand the things that you do
When you're foolin' around.
I don't care if you don't want me.
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.
Yeah, yours, yours, yours!
I can't stand your foolin' around.
If I can't have you,
No one will!
I love you, you, you!
I love you. I love you. I love you!
I love you, you, you!
I don't care if you don't want me.
She's got her eyes open wide
she's got the dirt and spit of the world
her mouth on the metal
the lips of a scared little girl
I've got an angel in the lobby
he's waiting to put me in line
I won't ask forgiveness
my faith has gone dry
She's got her Christian prescriptures
and death has crawled in her ear
like elevator music of songs
that she shouldn't hear
and it spins around 1...2...3
and we all lay down 4...5...6
some do it fast
some do it better in smaller amounts
and it spins around 1...2...3
and we all lay down 4...5...6
some do it fast
some do it better in smaller amounts
I want to wake up in your
white, white sun
I want to wake up in your world
with no pain
But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday
While you are numb all of the way
When you hate it you know you can feel but
When you love it you know it's not real
No
And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world
On its way to hell
The living are dead and
I hope to join them too
I know what to do and I did it well...
When you hate it you know you can feel but
When you love it you know it's not real
No
Shoot myself to love you
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
All the goose step girlies
with the cursive faces
We know it's all Braile beneath their skirts
I'm bulletproof bizzop and swing heil and
I don't really care what gentlemen prefer
Say, all you pin-down girls and
Bonafide ballers, so manically depressed
And manically dressed
We got our "Venus not in furs"
but "in Uniforms"
If you're not dancing, then you're dead
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
All the thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us and we don't even know"
All the thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us and we don't even know"
GO! GO! GO! Doppelgangers!
(You're one of us! You're one of us!)
GO GO GO - Throw your shapes doppelgangers
You're one of us!
Trumpet-mouth junky-saints go
Silver tongue marching down the
Stairway to SUBSTANCE
Cocaingels and asses
Give me opiate masses
Fill up your church porn preachers
And we'll fill up our glasses
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
All the thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us and we don't even know"
All the thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us and we don't even know"
GO! GO! GO! Doppelgangers!
(You're one of us! You're one of us!)
GO GO GO - Throw your shapes doppelgangers
You're one of us!
GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!
And all the thug rock kids GO!
And all the punk god angels GO!
You're one of us now, You're one of us
So GO! GO! GO!
And all the thug rock kids GO!
And all the punk god angels GO!
You're one of us now, You're one of us
So GO! GO! GO!
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
I peek into the hole, I struggle for control
The children love the show, but they fail to see the anguish in my eyes
Fail to see the anguish in my eyes
I scratch around the brim, I let my mind give in
The crowd begins to grin, but they seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes
Seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes, it's no surprise
Fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic
My big top tricks will always make you happy, but we all know the hat is wearing me
My bag is in the hat, it's filled with this and that
My vision's getting fat, the rabbit's just a monkey in disguise
Stars and pills and needles dance before our eyes
They will bite the hand if it is slower than the quickness of their scrutinizing eyes
Fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic
My big top tricks will always make you happy, but we all know the hat is wearing me
Chicanery will always make you happy, but we all know the hat is wearing me
note: Diary of a Dope Fiend uses the word "chicken" instead of "monkey".
cyclops woman got one eye in her head
mascara-clotted vision she is fed
cyclops woman can't see nothing at all
she got a pin-prick-spiral hols
she can't see nothing, nothing at all
she can't see nothing, nothing at all
cyclops woman dying in her shell
guilt got her trapped in nailed in well
cyclops woman is the eye of the world
who's reflection is the retina?
she can't see nothing, nothing at all
she can't see nothing, nothing at all
Manson:...you're gonna have a bunch of angry kids.
Some Guy In the Audience: Well when you do go out to a club, that, you just
gotta watch yourself whatever you do. You just can't 'speckt to go out there and
just dance and don't get touched and non-violent because that's what it is. The
music--
Donahue: I, I don't see how you--
Some Guy In the Audience: If you get the music inside your soul, anything can
happen. You don't play the music, you can't get it. It's the music.
Donahue: The music?
Parent: Music is dangerous.
Concerned Citizen My sympathy for the parents...
Next motherfucker's gonna get my metal
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
Armed real well, armed real well, armed real well
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
But I really give a good goddamn 'cause
Got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
Got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
Got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
Got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down
Wanna go out, gotta get out, to the playground
Gonna throw down at the playground, I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
Pow pow pow, pow pow pow
Pow pow pow, pow pow pow
I wanna grow up, I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up, I wanna be
So no one fucks with me, yeah
I wanna grow up, I wanna grow up
I wanna grow up, I wanna grow up, yeah
I wanna grow up, wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up, I wanna be
So no one fucks with me, yeah
I wanna grow up, I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up, I wanna be
I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck
Virgins sold in quantity, herded by heredity
Red neck burn out mid west mind, who said date rape isn't kind?
Porno nation, evaluation
What's this time for segregation
Libido, libido fascination, too much oral defecation
White trash get down on your knees, time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
(I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck)
VCR's and vaseline, tv-fucked by plastic queens
Cash in hand and dick on screen, who said god was ever clean?
Bible-belt round anglo-waste, putting sinners in their place
Yeah, right, great if you're so good explain the shit stains on your face
White trash get down on your knees, time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
note: Everlasting Cocksucker uses only the first half of the lyrics.
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
We had a quarrel
A teenage quarrel
Now I'm as blue as
I know how to be
I can't call you on the phone
I can't even see you at your home
So I'm sending you this present
Just to prove that I'm telling the truth
Dear, I believe you won't laugh when you receive
This rose and a Baby Ruth
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo,
ahh I could have sent you
An orchid of some kind
But that's all I had in my jeans at the time
But when we grow up
Some day I'll show up
Just to prove I was telling the truth
I'll kiss you, too, then I'll hand to you
This rose and a Baby Ruth
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo, ooh
anti choice
anti girl
I am the anti-flag unfurled
anti white and anti man
I got the anti-future plan
anti fascist
anti mod
I am the anti-music god
anti sober
anti whore
there will never be enough of anti more
I can't believe in the things
that don't believe in me
now it's your turn to see misanthropy
anti people now you've gone too far
here's your antichrist superstar
anti money
anti hate
anti things I fucked and ate
anti cop
anti fun
here is my anti-president gun
anti Satan
anti black
anti world is on my back
anti gay and anti dope
I am the faggot anti-pope
anti peace
anti life
anti husband, anti wife
anti song and anti me
"And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and gets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by and idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
- William Shakespeare
Stare into my Kodak Rome
Jack-Hammer ice eyes
I never thought you'd see
The asphalt crack, crack, crack
Like black eggshell
Don't ever say I never warned
You from the start
Don't ever say I never warned
You from the start
You're not a shovel
And I'm not your dirt
Is there anyway to unswallow
My pride?
Can I fuck myself down?
Why die.
When you can kill the father?
Dad is missing an 'e'
No Macbeth
Confessed Oedipus,
No longer present tense
No Macbeth
Confessed Oedipus,
No longer present tense
No no no no no reason
No no no no no reason
No no no no no reason
High and overneath
High and overneath
I won't regret
Letting you live
Even if you forgot
What you never saved me from
So I say 'whatever'
Or fornever
For for for for for fornever
For for for for for fornever
for for for for for fornever
'Whatever'
The Rape of Persephone
Was choreographed by all the wrong Greeks
The Rape of Persephone
Was a marketing scheme
Rape rape rape per so phony
Rape rape rape per so phony
Rape rape rape per so phony
Rape rape rape per so phony
High and overneath
High and overneath
Overneath
Overneath
Overblown
Unbeloved
Cannot be low
Overneath
Overneath
Overblown
Unbeloved
Cannot be low
From the top of my lungs
To the bottom of my heart
I scream
At the chasm in between
And the path of misery
From the top of my lungs
To the bottom of my heart
I scream
At the chasm in between
And the path of misery
High and overneath
High and overneath
No no no no no reason
No no no no no reason
I am the face of piss and shit and sugar
I do a crooked little dance with my funny little monkey
What I want, what I want is just your children
I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being
Calliopenis envy from your daddy
You're not gonna hear what he don't want to hear
What I say disgusts him
He wants to be me and that scares him
"let's do a funny little dance with my funny little monkey"
The black keys
Here is my real head, here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head
They try to blink me not to think me
Don't want to bring me out
I am the rotten teeth, my fists are lined with suckers
My prison skin's an eyesore-mirror-sketch-pad
I am your son
Your dad
Your fag
I am your fad
Here is my real head, here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Crushing, cheating, changing
Am I deaf or dead?
Is this constricting construction
Or just streets with rusty signs
Of something violent coming?
This will hurt you worse than me
I'm weak, seven days a week
Don't run from me, I won't
Bother counting one, two, three...
I don't know which me that I love
I've got no reflection
I don't know which me that I love
I've got no reflection
Show myself how to make a noose
A gun is cliche, and a razor too
I'm not a deathshare vacation, vacant station
Made of scars and filled with my old wounds
This will hurt you worse than me.
I'm weak, seven days a week
Don't run for me, I won't
Bother counting one, two, three...
I don't know which me that I love
I've got no reflection
I don't know which me that I love
I've got no reflection
You - you don't even want to know
What I'm gonna do to you
You don't even want to know what I'm gonna do to you
You don't even want to know what I'm gonna do to you
You don't even want to know what I'm gonna do to you
I don't know which me that I love
I've got no reflection
I don't know which me that I love
I've got no reflection
No reflection; no reflection
mommy dear tell me please, is the world really round?
tell me where is the bluebird of happiness found
tell me why is the sky up above us so blue
and when you were a child,did your mommy tell you
Man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666
We wanna go, crush the slow, as the pitchfork bends the needles grow
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
We're gonna ride to the abbey of thelema, to the abbey of thelema
Blood is pavement the grill in the front is my sinister grin,
The bugs in my teeth make me sick sick sick
The objects may be larger than they appear in the mirror
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
We're gonna ride to the abbey of thelema, to the abby of thelema
Blood is pavement
"when you ride you're ridden, when you ride, you're ridden
I am fueled by filth fury
Do what I will, I will hurry there, there
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
Paranoid, sittin in a deep sweat
Thinkin I gotta fuck somebody before the week ends
The sight of blood exites me, shoot you in the head
Sit down, and watch you bleed to death
I hear the sound of your last breath
Shouldn't have been around, I went all the way left
You was in the right place with me at the wrong time
I'm a psychopath, in a minute lose my fuckin mind
Calm down, back to reality
Don't fear death, cause I know that it's promised to me
Flashes, I get flashes of Jason
Gimme a knife, a million lives I'm wastin
The shadow of death follows me, I don't give a fuck
Pussy play Superman, your ass'll get boxed up
Put him in a straight jacket, the man's sick
This is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic
(He's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society)
(He's a) (He's a)
(He's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society)
Lookin through her window, now my body is warm
She's naked, and I'm a peepin tom
Her body's beautiful, so I'm thinkin rape
Shouldn't have had her curtains open, so that's her
fate
Leavin out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth
Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch
Whipped out my knife, said, "If you scream, I'm cuttin"
Opened her legs and commenced the fuckin
She begged me not to kill her, I gave her a rose
Then slit her throat, and watched her shake till her
eyes closed
Had sex with the corpse before I left her
And drew my name on the wall like helter skelter
Run for shelter never crossed my mind
I had a guage, a grenade, and even a nine
Dial 911 for the bitch
But the cops ain't shit when they're fuckin with a
lunatic
(Another innocent victim of this homicidal maniac)
(Maniac) (Maniac)
(Another innocent victim of this homicidal maniac)
I sit alone in my four-cornered room starin at candles
Dreamin of the people I've dismantled
I close my eyes and in the circle
Appears the images of sons of bitches that I murdered
Flashbacks of bodies bein fucked up
Once I attack, I'm like a pit on a rage that's goin for
guts
Boys used to die when I'm full fo that fry
I be ebbin when I'm high
So I say 'fuck' and just let bullets fly
Like I said before, Scarface is my identity
A homicidal maniac with sucidal tendencies
I'm on the violent tip, so yo, get a grip
And bitch, come equipped, ain't takin no shit
Cause here comes a lunatic
My girl's gettin skinny, she's strung out on coke
So I went to her mother's house and cut out her throat
Her grandma was standin there, she was screamin out,
"Brad!"
As she reached for the telly, I put the blade on
granny's ass
Went to the back and grabbed a shovel
Now granny's on her way to meet the devil
Pulled out my .38 and aimed at the bitch
A cop says (Freeze, muthafucka!) Bitch, suck my dick
I said, "Die, muthafuckas!" as I blasted
Something clicked in my head, visions of bodies in
plastic
The scent of buckshots in human flesh
Pigs dyin from bullet wounds to the chest
No sheriff's gonna take me on a road
Dark as fuck, and let his pistols explode
Fuck that, cause I ain'ts to die
So I reloaded my Uzi and fired up another fry
It got me crazy as fuck
A ragin psychotic full of that Angel's Dust
The cops had the place surrounded
Hunted for a way to get out - I found it
Innocent bystanders watch me set an example
I popped one, "Let me go, goddammit
Scot free
Or all of these muthafuckas comin with me"
All of a sudden the shit got silent
I remember wakin up, in an asylum
Bein treated like a troubled kid
My shirt was all bloody, and both of my wrists was slit
Think this is harsh? This ain't as harsh as it gets
No tellin what's bein thought up in the mind of a
lunatic
(Maniac)
(Maniac)
(Ma-) (Mani-) (Maniac)
(I can't quit)
November 1st 1966
A damn fool was born with the mind of a lunatic
I shoulda been killed
But sister fucked around and let me live
Now I developped a criminal behaviour
Fuck with me, and I'll slay ya
Ass, beyond recognition, shit
Your dental records couldn't prove your identity, bitch
I beg your pardon, on talkin to borden
You'll never find a muthafucka, so save your milk
cartons
Cross the line, your ass is mine
I don't give a fuck if you're 9 or 99
Blind, crippled, and crazy, don't faze me
Your funky ass will be pushin up daisies
You wanna know what makes me click?
My psychiatrist said I got the mind of a lunatic
(Let's get out of here, that guy is crazy)
(Ma-) (Ma-) (Ma-) (Maniac)
I ain't got it all, so don't fuck with me
Unless your ass wanna be made history
I'll blow your muthafuckin house up
And if your wife and kids are inside, they're fucked
I don't give a damn who I slay
Don't let me get a hold of some E&J;
Cause when the shit hit the fan
I'll stab your ass quicker than a Mexican
The nightmares I leave you with on the scene
Will make Freddy bitch ass look like a wet dream
This is fact, not fictional, son of a bitch
Mellow yellow acid kiss
Warhol painted callio-trips
Spining, spining, spin again
Coke, tar, crystal methane thrill
Cash in dime for a ride
My brain like eggs is cracked and fried
Cash in dime for a ride
My brain like eggs is cracked and fried
Junk the magic dragon
Lives, in my pain
Junk the magic dragon, yeah
Love will always end, it ends in pain
Love is pain
Pain is love
My soul's got a love for dragon's blood
Bones are pulled so tight on skin
Like canvas tent poles or something
I need a smile on my lips
Oh, but it gives incentives
Cash in dime for a ride
My brain like eggs is cracked and fried
Cash in dime for a ride
My stone black jeans look just real fine
Junk the magic dragon
Lives, in my pain
Junk the magic dragon, yeah
Love will always end, it ends in pain
Love is pain
Pain is love
Hey, cruel world…
You don’t have what it takes
We don’t need your faith.
We’ve got fucking fate.
Hey, cruel world…
You don’t have what it takes
We don’t need your faith.
We’ve got fucking fate.
Creator
Preserver
Destroyer
Ask which one I am.
There’s no drugged-out devils or
Square-halo angels
Walking among us.
I am among no one
I am among no one
I am among no one
No one
Hey, cruel world…
You don’t have what it takes
We don’t need your faith.
We’ve got fucking fate.
Fate
Fate
Fate
The center of the universe
Cannot exist
When there are no,
No edges
The center of the universe
Cannot exist
When there are no,
No edges
Hey, cruel world…
You don’t have what it takes
We don’t need your faith.
We’ve got fucking fate.
Fate
Fate
Fate
Fate
Fate, fate, fate
Fate, fate, fate
I am among no one
I am among no one
I am among no one
No one
Hey, cruel world…
You don’t have what it takes
We don’t need your faith.
We’ve got fucking fate.
Fate
Fate
Fate
Fate
Fate
In space the stars are no nearer
They just glitter like a morgue
And I dreamed I was a spaceman
Burned like a moth in a flame
And our world was so fucking gone
But I'm not attached to you now
Nothing heals and nothing grows
Because it's a great big white world and we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves, we used to love another
All my stiches itch
My prescription's low, I wish you were queen just for today
In a world so white what else could I say?
And hell was so cold
All the vases are so broken
And the roses tear our hands all open
Mother marry miscarry
And we pray just like insects
The world is so ugly now
I am the god of fuck
I am the god of fuck
Virgins sold in quantity
Herded by heredity
Redneck burnout, Mid-West mind
Who said date rape isn't kind?
Porno nation, evaluation
What's this time for segregation?
Libido, libido, fascination
Too much oral defecation
White trash, get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White trash, get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
I am the god of fuck
I am the god of fuck
VCRs and vaseline
TV fucked by plastic queens
Cash in hand and dick on screen
Who said God was ever clean?
Bible-belt round Anglo- waste
Putting sinners in their place
Yeah, right, great if you're so good
Explain the shit stains on your face
White trash, get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White trash, get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
God fucker
White trash, get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White trash, get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
Yeah, time for cake and sodomy
And then I found how to be what you want
when I was out looking for something new
Digging too deep
and now it's too late
we just keep on
breaking the same old ground
So you think that I asked for this
well, let me show you
what I think of your lips
And you think that I asked for this
come on,
use your fist
And then I found how to be what you want
when I was out looking for something new
Digging too deep
and now it's too late
we just keep on
breaking the same old ground
So you think that I asked for this
well, let me show you
what I think of your lips
And you think that I asked for this
come on,
use your fist
When I found how to be what you want
I was out looking for something new
digging too deep
now it's too late
we just keep on
breaking the same old ground
breaking the same old ground
shhhhhh...
shhhhhh...
I am owned by death
I'm in love with oblivion
I am owned by death
As if we need a why, I'll be it
And I'll the who for an Apocalypse how
If the world had one neck, my hands would be the where
And I would choke all of you down, I would choke all of you down
I would choke all of you down
Give me a picket sign
Make it blank and white
Like all those stupid teenage girls
We are gonna to need them where we're going tonight
All you fuckers vote beep, beep, beep
In drunk karaoke cars
If it's too dumb to see or say, you still sing it
And I'll just cue the applause
Let's make sure the music's loud enough
We won't even hear it end
Let's make sure the music's loud enough
We won't even hear it end
Give me a picket sign
Make it blank and white
Like all those stupid teenage girls
We are gonna to need them where we're going tonight
I wanna celebrate, I wanna sell your hate
Today's the day you're gonna fucking die
I wanna celebrate, I wanna sell your hate
Your demons wanna give you a proper goodbye
All you fuckers vote beep, beep, beep
In drunk karaoke cars
If it's too dumb to see or say, you still sing it
And I'll just cue the applause
If it's too dumb to see or say, you still sing it
And I'll just cue the applause
Give me a picket sign
Make it blank and white
Like all those stupid teenage girls
We are gonna to need them where we're going tonight
I wanna celebrate, I wanna sell your hate
Today's the day you're gonna fucking die
I wanna celebrate, I wanna sell your hate
Your demons wanna give you a proper goodbye
I wanna celebrate, I wanna sell your hate
Today's the day you're gonna fucking die
I wanna celebrate, I wanna sell your hate
Your demons wanna give you a proper goodbye
Give me a picket sign
God is dead but God is still white
Shoot up the mall, the school
Or whoever wants to fight
Let's make sure the music's loud enough
Let's make sure the music's loud enough
Let's make sure the music's loud enough
We won't hear it end, end, end
I'm a kick stand in your mouth
And I'm the tongue's slamming on the brakes
Pull the choke in
Pull the choke in
As hard as it will take.
All your pictures are getting dirty
I don't want anyone else's
Hand on my gears.
And I'll choke on
All the diamonds,
Like a vulture, on your face
So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?
Faster, faster,
Faster-faster-faster,
Faster-faster-faster,
I'm late, I'm late,
I'm late!
And the hands I'm my clock
Are starting to shake.
We're on the line between
The devil's tits,
And we've been driving on E.
I'm going to be wanted for this crime
"Well at least you're wanted,"
She'll say.
So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?
You can't escape,
Can't escape
All your demons.
All you demons,
"Watch out, watch out,
For your lovers."
So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?
You are an unmarked car
I can't remember where I parked you
But I love you,
Can't afford you,
I'll take a cab to the funeral.
Faster, faster,
Faster-faster-faster,
Faster-faster-faster,
I'm late, I'm late,
I'm late!
And the hands I'm my clock
Are starting to shake.
So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?
You can't escape,
Can't escape
All your demons.
All you demons,
"Watch out, watch out,
For your lovers."
So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?
Room in your life
he is the angel with the scabbed wings
hard-drug face, want to powder his nose
he will deflower the freshest crop
dry up all the wombs with his rock and roll sores
dead
is what he is, he does what he please
the things that he has you'll never want to see
what you're never gonna be now
sketch a little keyhole for looking-glass people
you don't want to see him
you only want to be him
mommy's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow
man can't always reap what he sow
"he is the maker"
(he is the taker)
"he is the saviour"
(he is the raper)
(verse 2)
(chorus)
get back you're never gonna leave him
Well, show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
If you want to know how
To fly high, then go now
To the place where all the concubines...
Meet and converse with them
Marvel at their pale skin
Wonder how they chew on their pointy...
Teeth and hair are beauty
They know it's their duty
To be countess in their hearts and their...
Minds that have to whisper
See in them a sister
Look into their eyes and you'll become
Transylvanian Concubine.
You know what flows here like wine.
Stay here with us, it's just time.
Transylvanian Concubine.
Sorrow is their master
Cackling with laughter
Now he's having just one piece of...
Cakey is their make-up
Catholics try to shake up
All the things that form their lives, but they're...
Dead, their sighs, their songs
They know what they do is wrong.
Stay here with us, it's just time.
Transylvanian Concubine.
Candelabra's lighted
Satan has been sighted
Never has there been an evening like...
This is what they wanted
Always to feel hunted
You can never be too rich or too...
Thin. The blood has run out.
Fangs ruin any cute pout
Morning has come now they've flown
What have you learned from what has been shown?
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Interview with pogo in Gaston Gazette Dec. 4, '95
D.S.: How much stuff on Revelation #9 is backwards?
Pogo: Well, there are 13 exact tracks on Revelation #9, it consists of 13 tracks
in which at least 6 are reversed.
D.S.: When we played it backwards, we heard things like Welcome to the other
side
Pogo: Oh yeah, there is all kinds of fan stuff on there, it's playable in any
direction. It is equally playable in any direction. It has an equal number of
tracks in each direction.
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Forward-Left, Reverse-Right
Are you listening?
Are you listening to me?
Are you listening to me?
We are our own wicked gods
With little g's and big dicks
Constantly inflicting a slow demise
Sadistic stick it to my ribs
I'll spread me open
We try to die
Are all your infants in abortion cribs
We run like roaches
I know your poison in our space we'll...lie
To an obscene god we will dance and spit you hear boy?
Don't tell your momma that I brought you here
You're on the other side now
There ain't no going back now
Don't tell your momma that I brought you here boy!
'Cause there ain't no going back
Don't tell your momma that I brought you here stick me to my ribs
'Cause there ain't no going back now
Don't tell your momma that I brought you here we try to die
I'll spread me open
Are all your infants in abortion cribs?
We run like roaches
I know your poison in our space we'll lie
Don't tell your momma that i brought you here
'Cause there ain't no going back now
Don't tell your momma
Don't you tell your mamma! Don't you tell your mamma!
Don't you tell your mamma! Don't you tell your mamma!
Don't you tell your mamma! Don't you tell your mamma!
Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world
Until on one day they ain't precious and innocent any more
Jesus loves the little children of the world
Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world
Until on one day they ain't precious and innocent any more
Jesus loves the little children of the world
All the Christian soldiers marching in the cold...
Wear the cross of Jesus while marching on and on...
Don't you tell your mamma that I came here and I put this in you!
Don't you tell your mamma! Don't you tell your mamma! Don't you!
Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world Until on one day
they ain't precious and innocent any more
Jesus loves the little children of the world
There's no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're going or which way the wind is blowing
Is it raining? Is it snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing so the danger must be growing
Hey Jew, let me thank you for wasting our time! Fuck your time! Asshole!
Fuck your shit, you fucking... Shit! Fucking ho! Fucking ho! Come on, rape her!
Get her!
Manson has probably killed the pigs without the gang!
Where the fuck's the sausage?
Where the fuck's the sausage?
Every mother...
Hallelujah, motherfucker! Hallelujah!
Goddamn millionaire! Goddamn millionaire!
Son of a bitch!
Don't you tell your mamma I brought you here!
Don't you tell your mamma! Don't you tell!
Don't you tell your mamma I brought you here!
If you call 407-997-9437...
If you call 407-997-9437...
Don't you tell your mamma I brought you here!
You're on the other side now! You're on the other side now!
Don't you tell your mamma that you were here!
You're on the other side now! You're on the other side now!
Don't you tell your mamma I brought you here!
You're on the other side now!
There ain't no going back once you've been here, brothers and sisters!
There ain't no going back!
You're on the other side now!
You're on the other side now!
There ain't no going back!
Don't you tell your mamma you was here!
You're on the other side now!
Don't you tell your mamma you was here, you hear me?!
I lie, I wait
I stop, I hesitate
I am, I breathe
I meant, I think of me
Is it any wonder I can't sleep?
All I have is all you gave to me
Is it any wonder I found peace through you?
Turn to the gates of heaven, to myself be damned
Turn away from light
It's not enough, just a touch
It's not enough
I taste, I love
I come, I bleed enough
I hate, I'm not
I was, I want too much
Is it any wonder I can't sleep?
All I have is all you gave to me
Is it any wonder I found peace through you?
Turn to the gates of heaven, to myself be damned
Turn away from light
It's not enough, just a touch
It's not enough, just a touch
It's not enough, just a touch
It's not enough, just a touch
It's not enough, just a touch
It's not enough, just a touch
Remixed by Trent Reznor
Goddamn
Goddamn
Goddamn
I can't hear you...where are you
Goddamn
Goddamn
Goddamn
Goddamn
Goddamn
You spoonfed us saturday morning mouthfuls of maggots and lies
Disguised in your sugary breakfast cereals
The plates you made us clean were filled with your fears
These things have hardened in our soft pink bellies
We are what you have made us
We have grown up watching your television
We are a symptom of your christian america, the biggest satan of all
This is your world in which we grow,
and we will grow to hate you
Hallelujah mother-fuckers
I eat innocent meat
The housewife I will beat
The pro-life I will kill
What you won't do I will
I bash myself to sleep
What you sow I will reap
I scar myself you see
I wish I wasn't me
I am the little stick
You stir me into shit
I hate therefor I am
Goddamn your righteous hand
Goddamn, oh Lord
Goddamn, oh Lord
Goddamn, oh Lord
Goddamn, oh Lord
Pseudo morals work real well
On the talk shows for the week
Goddamn
But your selective judgment
And goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
Goddamn
It's your decision (?)...there is a way around and should be a return and I
think when it comes to abortion there is a better way, the way of adoption
(?)
I throw a little fit, I slit my teenage wrist
The most I can learn is in records that you burn
Get Your Gunn, Get Your Gunn
Get Your Gunn, Get Your Gunn
Pseudo morals work real well
On the talk shows for the week
Goddamn
But your selective judgments
And goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
Goddamn
Pseudo morals work real well
On the talk shows for the week
Goddamn
But your selective judgments
And goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
Goddamn
God, oh lord
Damn, oh lord
God, oh lord
Damn, oh lord
God, oh lord
Damn, oh lord
God, oh lord
Damn, oh lord
God, oh lord
Damn, oh lord
God, oh lord
I am the VHS
Record me with your fist
You want me to save the world
I'm just a little girl
Goddamn, Goddamn
Goddamn, Goddamn
Pseudo morals work real well
On the talk shows for the week
Goddamn
But your selective judgments
and goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
Goddamn
Pseudo morals work real well
On the talk shows for the week
Goddamn
But your selective judgments
and goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
Goddamn
Get Your Gunn, Get Your Gunn
Get Your Gunn, Get Your Gunn...get
God, I'm not going do it, Oh Yes you are! Oh No I'm not!
Yes you are! No I'm not!
Yes you are! No I'm not!
Yes you are! No I'm not!
Yes you are! No I'm not!
Yes you are...No I'm not!
Sound like anybody you know?
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I wanna go down
I wanna go down
Down
I wanna go down
Down
Down
Down
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good goddamn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
So no one fucks with me, yeah
I got the pencils in my pocket try to put me down
Want to go out gotta get down
To the playground gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Me, yeah
I wanna go down
I wanna go down
I wanna go down
I wanna go down
Down
I wanna go down
Down
Yeah
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, so no one fucks with me
Yeah
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, so no one fucks with me
I don't know what is that makes me love you so
I only know I never wanna let you go
'Cause you started something, can't you see?
That ever since we met you've ahd a hold on me
It happens to be true
I only want to be with you
It doesn't matter where you go or what you do
I wanna spend each moment of the day with you
Look what has happened with just one kiss
I never knew that I could be in love like this
It's crazy but it's true
I only want to be with you
You stopped and smiled at me, asked me if I'd care to dance
I fell into your open arms and I didn't stand a chance
Now listen honey, I just wanna be beside you everywhere
As long as we're together, honey, I don't care
'Cause you started something, can't you see
That ever since we met you've had a hold on me
No matter what you do
I only want to be with you
No matter what you do
I only want to be with you
Next motherfucker's gonna get my metal
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I wanna go down
I wanna go down
Down
I wanna go down
Down
Down
Down
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good goddamn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
So no one fucks with me, yeah
I got the pencils in my pocket try to put me down
Want to go out gotta get down
To the playground gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, so no one fucks with me, yeah
I wanna go down
I wanna go down
Down
I wanna go down
Down
Yeah
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, so no one fucks with me, yeah
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, so no one fucks with me, yeah
I kill myself in small amounts
In each relationship it's not
About love.
Just another funeral and
Just another girl left in tears.
And I'm waiting
With the sound turned off
I'm waiting
Like a glass balloon
And I'm fading
Into the void and then
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone...
They said that hell's not hot
They said that hell's not hot
I gave my soul to someone else
She must have known that
It was already sold.
It was never about her,
It was about the hurt.
I'm waiting
Like a glass balloon
And I'm fading
Into the void and then
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone...
They said that hell's not hot
They said that hell's not hot
I kill myself in small amounts
In each relationship it's not
About love.
Just another funeral and
Just another girl left in tears.
And I'm waiting
With the sound turned off
I'm waiting
Like a glass balloon
And I'm fading
Into the void and then
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone...
They said that hell's not hot
"I've got a crush on a pretty pistol
should I tell her that I feel this way?
Father told us to be faithful
I've got a crush on a pretty pistol
should I tell her that I feel this way
I've got love songs in my head
that are killing us away"
"do you love your
guns?" (yeah)
"god?"
(yeah)
"your government?"
"do you love your
guns?"
(yeah)
"god?"
(yeah)
"your government?"
(fuck yeah)
"She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
I'm gonna be a star someday
Mother says that we should look away
She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
an Imitation Christ
I've got love songs in my head
that are killing us away"
"do you love your
guns?"
(yeah)
"god?"
(yeah)
"your government?"
The Abraham Lincoln town cars
arrive to dispose of our king and queen
they orchestrated dramatic new scenes
for Celebritarian needs
When one world ends
something else begins
but without a scream
just a whisper because we
just start it over again
Do you love your guns?
Your god and your government?
Let me hear you
Do you love your guns?
Do you love your god and your government?
Let me hear you goddamn it
Do you love your guns?
And your god and your government?
Let me hear you
Your mother?
And your father?
And your baby?
Goddamn it let me hear you
Do you love your guns?
I want your mothers and your fathers
To hear you say it
Every single one of you motherfuckers
Let me hear it from you
Do you love your guns?
And your god and your government?
I wanna hear it from everyone
I wanna hear you say you want a gun
Let me hear it
Tainted Love
Sometimes I feel I've got to?
Run away,
I've got to?
get away from the pain you drive in the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere,
and I've lost my light,
Now I toss and turn,
I can't sleep at night,
Once I've ran to you,
(I ran)
Now I run from you,
This tainted love you given,
I give you all a boy could give you,
take my tears,
and that's not nearly all,
Tainted Love,
Tainted love,
Now I know I've got to?
Run away,
I've got to?
Get away,
Y' Don't really want anymore from me to make?
Things right,
Y' need someone?
to hold you tight
D'ja think
Love is to pray,
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way,
Once I've ran to you,
(I ran)
Now I run from you,
This tainted love you given,
I give you all a boy could give you,
take my tears and that's not nearly all,
Tainted love,
Tainted love,
Don't touch me please,
I can not stand the way you tease,
I love you though you hurt me so,
And now I'm gonna pack my things and go!
Touch me baby tainted love,
Touch me baby tainted love,
Touch me baby tainted love,
Touch me baby tainted love!
Once I've ran to you!
(I ran)
Now I run from you!
This tainted love you've given!
I give you all a boy could give you!
take my tears and that's not nearly all!
Tainted love,
Tainted love,
Tainted love,
Down in the park
Where the machmen meet the machines
And play 'kill-by-numbers'
Down in the park with a friend called 'five'
I was in a car crash
Or was it the war
But I've never been quite the same
Little white lies like "I was there"
Come to "zom-zom's" a place to eat
Like it was built in one day
You can watch the humans
Trying to run
Oh look there's a rape machine
I'd go outside if he'd look the other way
You wouldn't believe
The things they do
"We are not lovers
We are not romantics
We are here to serve you"
A different face but the words never change
Down in the park
Where the chant is "death, death"
Until the sun cries morning
Sick city, yeah, restless people
Sick city burn their houses down
To make the sky look pretty
What can I do?
I'm just a person
This is a lie we always seem to hear
You just sit and things get worse
Watch tv and drink your beer
Walking all alone
Not going anywhere
Walking all alone
Nobody seems to care
Restless as wind
This town is killing me
Gotta put an end to this
Restless misery
And I'm just one of those restless people
That can never be satisfied with living
In this sick ol' sick ol' sick sick sick city
Might be too late for me to say goodbye
Might be too late to watch this sick ol' city die
Go on the road,
Yeah im gonna try to say
Sick city so long farewell
Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see...
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
The game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
So this is all I have to say
Suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...
Suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
A brave man once requested me
To answer questions that are key
Is it to be or not to be
And I replied 'oh why ask me?'
And suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
I'll spread me open, stuck to my ribs
Are all your infants in abortion cribs
You run like roaches, and you try to die
I know your poison, in our space we'll lie
To an obscene god we will dance and spit
The skin is thin, in our beds we sit
We take off our rings and we kneel
Our scabbed knees are so slow to heal
Sketch a little key hole
For looking-glass people
I don't want to be me
I don't want to fear, no
Momma's got a scarecrow
Got to let the corn grow
A man can't always reap what he sows
(Cut, cut, cut in pantomime, mime, mime
I'll be your devil if you'll admit you're mine)
Leave yourself to be ultra-here
The chill of fall is always crawling near
Spiders in the flowers
Never know their smell
The barbers here know secrets
They will never tell
(Cut, cut, cut in pantomime, mime, mime
Is this what you wanted?
This is what you get.
Turned all your lives into this shit.
You never accepted or treated me fair
blame me for what I believe
and I wear.
You fucked yourselves and you
raised these sheep
the blue and the withered seeds
you will reap.
You never gave me a chance to be me
Or even a fucking chance just to be.
But I have to show you that
you played a role
and I will destroy you with one simple hole.
The world that hates me has taken its toll
but now I have finally taken control.
You wanted so bad to make me this thing
and I want you now to just kill the king
and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry
this is what you deserve
and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry
this is what you deserve
and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry
this is what you deserve
King Kill 33
King Kill 33
King Kill 33
You are the wind beneath my wings.
The grill across my face.
You are the fuel in my machine.
That special place.
You are the sunshine of my life.
My first and only love.
You are the apple of my eye.
You suck my blood.
And I Hate you more than life itself.
I even hate you more than i hate myself.
I hate, therefor I am.
I am, therefor I hate.
Another nail in my coffin.
Another thorn in my side.
Another gun to my temple.
(Goodbye...goodbye)
And I Hate you more than life itself.
I even hate you more than i hate myself.
I hate, therefor I am.
I am, therefor I hate.
You are the final destination.
The calm before the storm.
You are the worm within my own self.
I died when you were born.
(I died when you were born)
And I Hate you more than life itself.
I even hate you more than i hate myself.
I Hate you more than life itself.
Five to one baby one in five
No one here gets out alive now
You get yours baby I'll get mine
Gonna make it baby if we try
Come on, yeah!
The old get older and the young get stronger
May take a week and it may take longer
They got the guns but we got the numbers
Gonna win yeah we're taking over
Come on, yeah
Your ballroom days are over, baby
Night is drawing near
Shadows of the evening crawl across the years
You walk across the floor with flowers in your hands
Trying to tell me no one fucking understands
Trade in your hours for a handful of dimes
Gonna make it baby in our prime
Get together one more time...
I wanna fuck you, mother
FUCK YOUUUU!
Get together one more time...
She's got her eyes open wide
she's got the dirt and spit of the world
her mouth on the metal
the lips of a scared little girl
I've got an angel in the lobby
he's waiting to put me in line
I won't ask forgiveness
my faith has gone dry
She's got her Christian prescriptures
and death has crawled in her ear
like elevator music of songs
that she shouldn't hear
and it spins around 1...2...3
and we all lay down 4...5...6
some do it fast
some do it better in smaller amounts
and it spins around 1...2...3
and we all lay down 4...5...6
some do it fast
some do it better in smaller amounts
Here come old flat top
He come groovin' up slowly
He got jew jew eyeballs
He want holy rollers
He got hair down to his knees
Got to be a joker
He just do what he please
He wear no shoeshine
He got toe jam football
He got monkey finger
He shoot Coca Cola
He say I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is
You got to be free
Come together, right now
Over me
He bag production
He got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knees
Hold you in his armchair
You can feel his disease
Come together, right now
Over me
He roller coaster
He got early warning
He got muddy water
He one Mojo filter
He say one and one and one is three
Got to be good looking
'cause he's so hard to see
Come together right now
Over me
Come together, yeah
She's got her eyes open wide
she's got the dirt and spit of the world
her mouth on the metal
the lips of a scared little girl
I've got an angel in the lobby
he's waiting to put me in line
I won't ask forgiveness
my faith has gone dry
She's got her Christian prescriptures
and death has crawled in her ear
like elevator music of songs
that she shouldn't hear
and it spins around 1...2...3
and we all lay down 4...5...6
some do it fast
some do it better in smaller amounts
and it spins around 1...2...3
and we all lay down 4...5...6
some do it fast
some do it better in smaller amounts
My mouth was a crib and it was growing lies
I didn't know what love was on that day
my heart's a tiny bloodclot
I picked at it
it never heals it never goes away
I burned all the good things in The Eden Eye
we were too dumb to run too dead to die
This was never my world
you took the angel away
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
you took the angel away
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay
I would have told her then
she was the only thing
that I could love in this dying world
but the simple word "love" itself
already died and went away
This was never my world
you took the angel away
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
you took the angel away
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay
I burned all the good things in The Eden Eye
we were too dumb to run too dead to die
Her heart's bloodstained egg
we didn't handle with care
it's broken and bleeding
I found the center of fruit is late,
It is the center of truth today,
Cut the apple in two,
Oh, I pray it isn't true,
I found the center of fruit is late,
Is the center of truth today,
I cut the apple in two,
Oh, I pray it isn't true,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I drained my heart and burn my soul,
I trained the core to stop my growth,
I pray to die in space,
To cover me in snow,
To cover me in snow,
Cover me in snow,
I'm dying, I hope you're dying too,
Cover me in snow,
I'm dying, I hope you're dying too
Take this from me, (hate me, hate me,)
Take this from me, (hate me, hate me,)
1, 2, 3, he is a speed bump mannequin,
1, 2, 3, he can't move just stand still,
1, 2, 3, he is a speed bump mannequin,
1, 2, 3, he can't move just stand still,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
We are damned and we are dead
all god's children to be sent
to our perfect place in the sun
and in the dirt
There's a windshield in my heart
we are bugs so smeared and scarred
and could you stop the meat from thinking
before I swallow all of it,
could you please?
Put me in the motorcade
put me in the death parade
dress me up and take me
dress me up and make me
your dying god
angels with needles
poked through our eyes
let the ugly light
of the world in
we were no longer blind
we were no longer blind
Put me in the motorcade
put me in the death parade
dress me up and take me
dress me up and make me
your dying god
Now we hold the "ugly head"
the Mary-whore is at the bed
They've cast the shadow of our perfect death
Yesterday was a million years ago
In all my past lives I played an asshole
Now I found you, it's almost too late
And this earth seems obliviating
We are trembling in our crutches
High and dead our skin is glass
I'm so empty here without you
I crack my xerox hands
I know it's the last day on earth
We'll be together while the planet dies
I know it's the last day on earth
We'll never say goodbye
The dogs slaughter each other softly
Love burns it's casualties
We are damaged provider modules
Spill the seeds at our children's feet
I'm so empty here without you
I know they want me dead
All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys
Crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless
Worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living
For more safer dead
Anything to belong
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that were fed
So fuck all your protests and put them to bed
God is in the T.V.
1,000 mothers are praying for it
We're so full of hope
And so full of shit
Build a new god to medicate and to ape
Sell us ersatz dressed up and real fake
Anything to belong
Rock is deader than dead
She's got eyes like Zapruder
And a mouth like heroin
She wants me to be perfect like Kennedy
This isn't god, this isn't god
God is just a statistic
God is just a statistic
Say "show me the dead stars
All of them sing."
This is a riot
Religious and clean
God is a number you cannot count to
You are posthuman and hardwired
She's pilgrim and pagan
Softworn and so-cial
In all of her dreams
She's a saint like Jackie O
This isn't god, this isn't god
God is just a statistic
(chorus repeat)
Coma white:
I want to wake up in your white, white sun
I want to wake up in your world with no pain
But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday
While you are numb all of the way
When I hate it I know I can feel but
When you love it you know it's not real
And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world
On its way to hell
The living are dead and
I hope to join them too
I know what to do and I do it well...
When I hate it I know I can feel but
When you love it you know it's not real
Shoot myself to love you
burn the witches, burn the witches, don't take time to sew your stitches
burn the witches, burn the witches
good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor
you cannot sedate all the things you hate
burn the bridges, burn the bridges, don't take time to sew your stitches
burn the bridges, burn the bridges
good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor
i don't need your hate, i decide my fate
I can tell you what they say in space
That our earth is too grey
But when the spirit is so digital
The body acts this way
That world was killing me
That world was killing me
Disassociative
The nervous systems down, the nervous systems down
I know
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space
Sometimes we walk like we were shot through our heads, my love
We write our song in space like we are already dead and gone
Your world was killing me
Your world was killing me
Disassociative
Your world was killing me
Your world was killing me
Disassociative
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space
The nervous systems down, the nervous systems down
Virgins sold in quantity,
African-American heredity.
I'm playin' my guitar and I'm feelin' fine.
Why are all the niggers in the unemployment line?
(Chorus: White Trash get down on your knees;
Time for cake and sodomy.
White Trash get down on your knees;
Time for cake and sodomy.)
Teenage girl, a teenage queen;
'Til she's on video -- A PORNO queen!
She likes to give head.
She likes it mean.
That's why she's my little queen.
(Chorus)
Yeah....
White boy tryin' to get some behind:
"Who says date rape isn't kind?"
Who's he gonna goad?
Who's he gonna please?
It don't matter,
As long as she's on her knees.
(Chorus)
Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.
[Chorus:]
Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to get used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused by you.
i love you
Sweet dreams are made of these.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.
[Chorus]
I wanna use you and abuse you.
I wanna know what's inside you.
(Whispering and Moaning:
Hold your head up, movin' on.
Keep your head up, movin' on.)
[Repeat Three Times]
Movin' on!
[Repeat First Verse]
[Chorus]
I'm gonna use you and abuse you.
I'm gonna know what's inside of you.
Gonna use you and abuse you.
Abuser: Say fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck
Groupie: Fuck
Abuser: Frankie
Groupie: Frankie
Abuser: Say it
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Abuser: Say it
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck Him
Groupie: Fuck frankie
(groaning noises)
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Abuser: Say it
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Abuser: Say it
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Abuser: Keep your focus
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Abuser: Keep your focus
Abuser: Say fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck
Groupie: Fuck
Abuser: Frankie
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
Virgins sold in quantity
Herded by heredity
Redneck burnt out midwest mind
Who said date rape isn't kind?
Porno porno porno porno
Porno nation evaluation
What's this time for segregation?
Libido libido fascination too much oral defecation
White trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
White trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
Yeah!
Time for cake and sodomy
Yeah!
Time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
Yeah!
Time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
There was Christ in the metal shell
there was blood on the pavement
The camera will make you god
that's how Jack became sainted
If you die when there's no one watching
and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their TV
you're a martyr and a lamb of god
nothing's going to change
nothing's going to change the world
There was Lennon and a happy gun
There were words on the pavement
we were looking for the lamb of god
we were looking for Mark David
If you die when there's no one watching
and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their TV
you're a martyr and a lamb of god
Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
the world
it took three days for him to die
the born again could buy the serial rights
lamb of god have mercy on us
lamb of god won't you grant us
Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
the world
If you die when there's no one watching
and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their TV
you're a martyr and a lamb of god
nothing's going to change the world
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