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This Is The New Shit  

Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name
Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along.
Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing,
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit,
tomorrow's never coming.
This is the new shit.
Stand up and admit.
Do we get it? No.
Do we want it? Yeah.
This is the new shit,
Stand up and admit.
Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along.
Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit,
tomorrow's never coming.
This is the new shit.
Stand up and admit.
Do we get it? No.
Do we want it? Yeah.
This is the new shit,
Stand up and admit.
And now it's "you know who"
I got the "you know what"
I stick it "you know where"
You know why, you don't care.
And now it's "you know who"
I got the "you know what"
I stick it "you know where"
You know why, you don't care.
Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing.
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit,
tomorrow's never coming.
This is the new shit.
Stand up and admit.
Do we get it? No.
Do we want it? Yeah.
This is the new shit,
Stand up and admit.
So,
LET US ENTERTAIN YOU
LET US ENTERTAIN YOU...
Blah blah blah blah everybody sing along.



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mOBSCENE  

"Ladies and Gentlemen"
We are the thing of shapes to come
Your freedom's not free and dumb
This Depression is Great
The Deformation Age, they know my name
Waltzing to scum and base and
Married to the pain
Bang we want it
Bang we want it
Bang bang bang bang bang
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene and it's
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
Be obscene, be be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
The day that love opened our eyes
We watched the world end
We have "high" places but we have no friends
They told us sin's not good but we know it's great
War-time full-frontal drugs, sex-tank armor plate
Bang we want it
Bang we want it
Bang bang bang bang bang
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene and it's
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down

GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
Be obscene, be be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene and it's
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down
"Ladies and gentlemen, be obscene! Be be obscene!"
GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
Be obscene, be be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
Bang bang bang bang bang.



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Doll-Dagga Buzz-Buzz Ziggety-Zag  

Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
All the goose-step girlies with
Their cursive faces and
We know it's all Braille beneath the skirt
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 grotesk burlesk drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk 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 on 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 grotesk burlesk drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk 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 on of us)
GO GO GO--throw your shapes doppelgangers
You're one of us.
Go, go, go, go, go, go go, go
All the thug rock kids, GO
All the punk god angels, GO
You're on of us now, you're one of us
So GO GO GO
All the thug rock kids, GO
All the punk god angels, GO
You're on of us now, you're one of us
So GO GO GO
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
You're one of us.



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Use Your Fist and Not Your Mouth  

I am overground and
Out-selling IT.
Since God thinks I don't exist
The Beatings happen Per Minute
This is not
Blue-collar-white-corrective politics
I'm on a HATE AMERICAN STYLE
Kick.
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
I'm on a campaign for pain
And when I get elected
I'll wipe the white of your house
The smile off your face
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
I woke up today and wished for tomorrow
I don't want to be like anyone else
I woke up today and wished for tomorrow
I don't want to even be myself
I said, no, this isn't your song
We can't all get along
It's too hard to hold hands when
Your hand's a fist
My hate-pop won't ever stop
I'm fucking glad we're different
This is my HATE AMERICAN STYLE
Hit.
Don't bring, don't sing it
Use your fist and not your mouth.
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth
(come on, come on)
I woke up today and wished for tomorrow
I don't want to be like anyone else
I woke up today and wished for tomorrow
I don't want to even be myself



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The Golden Age Of Grotesque  

All our monkeys have monkeys
We drive our deathcrush diamond Jaguar limousines
We're not fantastic motherfuckers,
but we play them on TV.
It's A Dirty Word Reich,
Say what you like.
It's A Dirty Word Reich,
Say what you like.
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
The devils are girls with Van Goh's missing ear
You say want you want but filth is all that they hear
And I've got the jigger
To make all of you bigger, so
"Ladies und Gentlemen...drop your pissroom bait
And make sure you're not late, you tramps and lunatics."
Here's A trick that's gonna make you
Click.
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
It's A Dirty Word Reich,
Say what you like.
It's A Dirty Word Reich,
Say what you like.
So my Bon Mots, Hit-boy Tommy Trons, Rowdy rowdies,
Honey-fingered Goodbye Dolls:
"Hellzapoppin, open your Third Nostril,
Put on your black face and your god is gone."
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
We're the LOW ART GLOOMINATI
And we aim to depress
The SCABARET SACRILEGENDS
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque
We sing:
La la la la lala la
We sing: la lal la la la
La la la la lala la
We sing:
La la la la la



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(s)AINT  

I don't care if your world is ending today
I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous, so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist I'm a fucking work of art
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing missing is a bitch like yoU
You wanted perfekt
You got your perfekt
But now I'm too perfekt for someone like you
I was a dandy in your ghetto with
A snow white smile and you'll
Never be as perfekt whatever you do
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
I am a bonetop, a death's head
On a mopstick
You infected me, took diamonds
I took all your shit
Your "sell-by date" expired,
So you had to be sold
I'm a suffer-genius and
Vivi-sex symbol.
You wanted perfekt
You got your perfekt
But now I'm too perfekt for someone like you
I was a dandy in your ghetto with
A snow white smile and you'll
Never be as perfekt whatever you do
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing missing is a bitch like yoU
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing missing is a bitch like yoU
I am a dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile
Super-ego bitch, I've been evil awhile
I am a dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile
Super-ego bitch, I've been evil awhile
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT



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Ka-Boom Ka-Boom  

We're a death-marching band
Peter Pan off the wagon
Entertain but never trust anyone sober
We're tasteless but taste good
My (S)top Hat's top hat(ed)
Unsafe cheerleaders with
Porn poms and pipe bombs
I won't do it with you
I'll do it to you
I hope this hook gets caught in your mouth
I won't do it with you
I'll do it to you
Don't Say No
Just Say Now
I like a big car, cause
I'm a big star
I make a big rock and roll hits
I'd like to love you
but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
I'd like to la la la la love you
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
I'd like to la la la la love you
I'm the leader of the club
And I've shrugged off my mouse ears
We fly No-Class Dumbo jets
And drive harcore-vettes
We fight war with drugs
And our sex always formal
We wear lawsuits when
We get high high high

I won't do it with you
I'll do it to you
I hope this hook gets caught in your mouth
I won't do it with you
I'll do it to you
Don't Say No
Just Say Now
I like a big car, cause
I'm a big star
I make a big rock and roll hits
I'd like to love you
but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
I'd like to la la la la love you
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
Ka-boom, ka-boom
I'd like to la la la la love you
"Inhale, exhale, let's all hail"
It's a depraved new world
"Inhale, exhale, let's all hail"
It's a depraved new world
After all
I like a big car, cause
I'm a big star
I make a big rock and roll hits
I'd like to love you
but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours
I am a big car and
I'm a strip bar
You call it fake,
I call it, "good as it gets."
Nothing in this world is for real
Except you are for me and
I am so yours
Ka-boom ka-boom



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Slutgarden  

I'll pretend that I want you for what is on the inside
But when I get inside I'll just want to get out
I'm your first and last deposit through sickness and in hell
I'll never you promise you a garden, you'll just water me down
^I can't believe that you are for real
I don't care as long as you're mine
^When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
I'm unsafe
I'm unsafe
I won't regret
So I memorize the words to the porno movies
It's the only thing I want to believe
I memorize the words to the porno movies
This is a new religion to me
I'm a VCR funeral, a definite waste
My smile's a chainlink fence, that I have put up
I love the enemy, my love is the enemy
They say they don't want fame
But they get famous when we fuck
^When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
I'm unsafe
I'm unsafe
I won't regret
So I memorize the words to the porno movies
It's the only thing I want to believe
I memorize the words to the porno movies
This is a new religion to me
^I never believed the devil was real
But God couldn't make someone filthy as you
^When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
When I said "we" you know I meant "me"
And when I said "sweet" I meant "dirty"
^You are the church, and I am the steeple
When we fuck, we are all God's people
You are the church, and I am the steeple
When we fuck, we are all God's people



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Spade  

The beauty spot was borrowed and
Now my sweet knife rusts tomorrow .
I'm a confession that is waiting to be heard.
Burn your empty rain down on me
Whisper your deathbeat so softly
We bend our knees
At the altar of my ego
You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
All my lilies' mouths are open
Like they're begging for dope
And hoping
Their bitter petal chant,
"We can kick , you won't be back."
I'm a diamond that is tired
Of all the faces I've acquired
We must secure the shadow
Ere the substance fades
You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
And we said 'til we die
And we said 'til we die



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Para-noir  

(THE WOMEN OF THE WORLD LIST THEIR REASONS FOR FUCKING ME)
MY RESPONSE IS AS FOLLOWS:
Fuck you because i loved you
Fuck you for loving you too
I don't need a reason to hate you the
Way I do
Hate you the way I do.



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The Bright Young Things  

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.
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
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 fucking impressed 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
Everything that's bad



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Better Of Two Evils  

Haters call me bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
I won't look prettier if I smile for the picture
Motherfuckers never liked me then and they
Sure won't like me now
Don't try to drag me down with your cliche
Your fake grin fits your faker face
But I find pleasure in your misery
Yeah
I will step on you on my way up
And I will step on you on my way back down
I will step on you on my way up
And I will step on you on my way back down
Haters call me bitch
Call faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
Haters call me bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
I'll be your scapegoat, I'll be your saviour
I'm the better of two evils
I'm the better of two evils (yeah yeah yeah)
I want to hang all you cattle
With your VELVET ROPE,
Motherfuckers step up and get into
An orderly line.
I'll Show you how to make a muscle:
It takes less strength to grin than
It does to spit on all you
Paparazzinazis
Yeah
I will step on you on my way up
And I will step on you on my way back down
Haters call me bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
Haters call me bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
I'll be your scapegoat, I'll be your saviour
I'm the better of two evils
I'm the better of two evils (yeah yeah yeah)
Don't try to lead me to temptation
Don't try to lead me to temptation
Don't try to lead me to temptation
Don't try to lead me to temptation
I've been delivered and I already know the way
Haters call me bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
Haters call me bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
I'll be your scapegoat, I'll be your saviour
I'm the better of two evils
I'm the better of two evils (yeah yeah yeah)



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Vodevil  

I wake up everyday on
The wrong side of the bed
But I won't lay down on the floor
Like I'm the whore in your head
Call me a failure
Pretender, sex-offender, infector
Say I killed all my friends
And I deserve to be dead.
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
I won't pull out I just came
I want all of the blame
your love is tin, faith is thin
No concept of pain, right to complain
All you fagazines, senile teens
Jaw me black ball me
Deejay yourself away and turn your back
It will be easier to stab
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
VIP ADD TRD violent shiny hate crime
"Total Requested Dead" it's
Version point (less) downloadable suicide.
The only ones left standing are the ones not demanding
This isn't a show, this is my fucking life
I'm not ashamed you're entertained
But
I'm not a puppet
I am a grenade
I'm not ashamed you're entertained
But
I'm not a puppet
I am a grenade
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

Paroles > Holy Wood: In the shadow ...  


Godeatgod    
Dear god do you want to tear your knuckles down
and hold yourself
Dear god can you climb up that tree
meat in the shape of a 'T'
Dear god the paper says you were the King
in the black limousine
Dear John and all the King's men
can't put you head together again
Before the bullets
before the flies
before authorities take out my eyes
the only smiling are you dolls that I made
but you are plastic and so are your brains
Dear god the sky is as blue
as a gunshot wound
Dear god if you were alive
you know we'd kill you
Before the bullets
before the flies
before authorities take out my eyes
the only smiling are you dolls that I made
but you are plastic and so are your brains
 

The love song      
The bullet:
"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"
The Father:
"do you love your
guns?" (yeah)
"god?"
(yeah)
"your government?"
"do you love your
guns?"
(yeah)
"god?"

(yeah) "your government?"
(fuck yeah)
The bullet:
"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"
The Father:
"do you love your
guns?"
(yeah)
"god?"
(yeah)
"your government?"
(fuck yeah)
 

The fight song      
Nothing suffocates you more than
the passing of everyday human events
Isolation is the oxygen mask you make
your children breath into survive
But I'm not a slave to a god
that doesn't exist
But I'm not a slave to world
that doesn't give a shit
And when we were good
you just closed you eyes
So when we are bad
we're going to scar your minds
fight, fight, fight, fight
You'll never grow up to be a big-
rock-star-celebrated-victim-of-your-fame
They'll just cut our wrists like
cheap coupons and say that death
was on sale today
And when we were good
you just closed you eyes
So when we are bad
we're scar your minds
But I'm not a slave to a god
that doesn't exist
But I'm not a slave to world
that doesn't give a shit
the death of one is a tragedy
the death of one is a tragedy
the death of one is a tragedy
but death of a million is just a statistic
(CHORUS)
fight, fight, fight, fight
 

Disposable teens      
and I'm a black rainbow
and I'm an ape of god
I got a face that's made for doing violence upon
I'm a teen distortion
survived abortion
a rebel from the waist down
I wanna thank you mom
I wanna thank you dad
for bringing this fucking world
to a bitter end
I never really hated a one true god
but the god of the people I hated
you said you wanted evolution
the ape was a great big hit
you say you want a revolution, man
and I say that you're full of shit
we're disposable teens
we're disposable teens
we're disposable teens
we're disposable
we're disposable teens
we're disposable teens
we're disposable teens
we're disposable
you said you wanted evolution
the ape was a great big hit
you say you want a revolution, man
and I say that you're full of shit
The more that you fear us
the bigger we get
the more that you fear us
the bigger we get
and don't be surprised, don't be surprised
don't be surprised when we destroy all of it
(CHORUS)
 

Target audience      
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 apples 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
we all just sing their song
Am I sorry to be alive
putting my face in the beehive?
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
I'm 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
we all just sing their song
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
we all just sing their song
you're just a copy of an imitation
 

"President dead"      
this is for the people, they want you
this is for the people, they want you
getting high on violence, baby
President Dead is clueless
and he's caught in a headlight, police-stated god
and his skull is stained glass
incubated and jet set
the bitter thinkers buy their tickets
to go find god like a piggy in a fair
and we don't want to live forever
and we know that suffering is so much better
this is for the people, they want you
this is for the people, they want you
getting high on violence, baby
give the bills time to work
we all could be martyred in the
winter of our discontent
(getting high on violence, baby)
every night we are nailed into place and
every night we just can't seem to
ever remember the reason why
(getting high on violence, baby)
and we don't want to live forever
and we know that suffering is so much better
this is for the people, they want you
this is for the people, they want you
getting high on violence, baby
and we don't want to live forever
and we know that suffering is so much better
 

In the shadow of the valley of death      
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
and I'm just the ashes
 

Cruci-fiction in space      
this is evolution
the monkey
the man
and then the gun
if Christ was in Texas
the hammer
the sickle
the only son
this is your creation
the atom of Eden
was a bomb
if Jack was the Baptist
we'd drink wine
from the head
this is evolution
the monkey
the man
and then the gun
I am a revolution
pull my knuckles down
if I could
I am a revelation
and I'm nailed
to the Holy Wood
this is evolution
the monkey
the man
and then the gun
we are dead and tomorrow's canceled
because of things we did yesterday
we are dead and tomorrow's canceled
they crucify us in our space
in our space
in our space
this is evolution
the monkey
the man
and then the gun
flies are waiting
 

A place in the dirt      
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
in the sun and in the dirt.
 

The nobodies      
Today I am dirty
I want to be pretty
Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt
Today I am dirty
I want to be pretty
Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt
We are the nobodies
we wanna be somebodies
when we're dead,
they'll know just who we are
We are the nobodies
we wanna be somebodies
when we're dead,
they'll know just who we are
Yesterday I was dirty
wanted to be pretty
I know now that I'm forever dirt
Yesterday I was dirty
wanted to be pretty
I know now that I'm forever dirt
We are the nobodies
we wanna be somebodies
when we're dead,
they'll know just who we are
We are the nobodies
we wanna be somebodies
when we're dead,
they'll know just who we are
Some children died the other day
we fed machines and then we prayed
puked up and down in morbid faith
you should have seen the ratings that day
 

The death song      
we're on a bullet
and we're headed straight into god
even he'd like to end it too
we take a pill, get a face
buy our ticket
and we hope that heaven's true
I saw a cop beat a priest on the TV
and they know they killed our heroes too
We sing the death song kids
because we've got no future
and we want to be just like you
and we want to be just like you
Let's sing the death song kids
we light a candle on an earth
we made into hell
and pretend that we're in heaven
each time we do we get
the blind man's ticket
and we know that nothing's true
I saw priest kill a cop on the TV
and I know now they're our heroes too
We sing the death song kids
because we've got no future
and we want to be just like you
and we want to be just like you
we write our prayers on a little bomb
kiss it on the face and send it to god
(CHORUS)
We were the world
but we've got no future
and we want to be just like you
we want to be just like you.
 

The lamb of god      
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
 

Born again      
Do you or don't you want this to be your song?
It doesn't take a rebel to sing along.
This art is weak
in its pretty frame
and I am a monkey with
a misspelled name
"I'll put down you disco
and take you heart away.
I'll put down you disco
and take your heart away"
I am born again
I'm someone else
I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid just like you
I'm someone else
I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid just like you
do you or don't you want to take this hit?
Does it make you feel like you're a part of "it."
"I'll put down you disco
and take you heart away.
I'll put down you disco
and take your heart away"
I am born again
I'm someone else
I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid just like you
I'm someone else
I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid just like you
the valley of the dolls is
the valley of the dead
the valley of the dolls is
the valley of the dead
(CHORUS)
I am born again

 

Burning Flag      
They want to sell it out
but it up
dumb it down
a good god is hard to find
I'll join the crowd that
wants to see me dead
right now I feel I belong
for the first time multiply your death
divide by sex
add up the violence and
what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
we are all just scarred and we're hating
we are all just stars on your burning flag
you can point your gun at me
and hope it will go away
if god was alive,
he would hate you anyway
my right wing is flapping
the left one is gray
let's hear it for the kids but
nothing they say
they gyrate and G-rate
on Election Day
we got out ABC's and our F U C K
multiply your death
divide by sex
add up the violence and
what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
we are all just scarred and we're hating
we are all just stars on your burning flag
you can point your gun at me
and hope it will go away
but if god was alive,
he would hate you anyway

 

Coma Black      
a) EDEN EYE
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
b) APPLE OF DISCORD
Her heart's bloodstained egg
we didn't handle with care
it's broken and bleeding
and we can never repair
 

Valentine's day    
She was the color of TV
her mouth curled under like a metal snake
although Holy Wood was sad
they'd remember this as Valentine's day
flies are waiting
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
slit our wrists and send us to heaven
the first flower after the flood
I saw that pregnant girl today
she didn't know that it was dead inside
even though it was alive
some of us are really born to die
flies are waiting
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
slit our wrists and send us to heaven
the first flower after the flood
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death

 

The fall of adam      
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
 

King kill 33°      
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
 

Count to six and die      
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

 

Paroles > Portrait of an american family


Prelude (The Family Trip)    
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
For the rowers keep on rowing
And they're certainly not showing
Any signs that they are slowing!
Stop the boat!
 

Cake and Sodomy    
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 anglio-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
 
br>Lunchbox    
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 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
 

Organ Grinder    
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
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
 

Cyclops    
Cyclops woman got one eye in her head
Mascera-clotted vision she is fed
Cyclops woman can't see nothing at all
She got a pin prick spiral hole
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's in the retina?
he can't see nothing, nothing at all
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
Dialate, dialate
 

Dope Hat    
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
 

Get Your Gunn    
Goddamn your righteous hand
I eat innocent meat
The housewife I will beat
The prolife I will kill
What you don'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 therefore I am
Goddamn your rightous hand
Goddamn, goddamn Goddamn, goddamn
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements
And goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
I throw a little fit I slit my teenage wrist
The most that 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 weak
But your selective judgements
And goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
I am the VHS
Record me with your fist
You want me to save the world I'm just a little girl
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements
And goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
Get your gunn, get your gunn Get your gunn, get your gunn...
Get!
 

Wrapped in Plastic    
Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake
To grow in our kitchen in the pies we bake
Feed it to us to squirm in our bellies
Twisting our guts make our spines to jelly
Stay, don't want to go now
Drove the children from their chores
Handcrafted housewives into whores
Fear of the beast is calling it near
Creating what we're hating, it's only fear that is here
Stay, don't want to go now
Come into our home, won't you stay?
I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic
Come into our home, won't you stay?
I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic
I'm only as deep as the self that I dig
I'm only as sick as the stick in the pig
Thin and so white, thin and so white
Daddy tells the daughter
While mommy's sleeping at night
To wash away sin you must take off your skin
The righteous father wears the yellowest grin
Don't wanna go now
Stay, don't wanna go now, stay, don't wanna go now
Come into our home, won't you stay?
I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic
 

Dogma    
Burn the witches, burn the witches,
don't take time to sew your stiches
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 your bridges, burn your bridges,
don't take time to sew your stiches
Burn your bridges, burn your bridges
Good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor
I don't need your hate, I decide my fate
You cannot sedate all the things you rape
 

Sweet Tooth    
Her heart shivers in my hand
She's melting on me like cotton candy
I make the faces that make you cry
I want you more when you're afraid of
My disease, disease is draining me
Anymore you're not so 'pretty please'
Disease, disease is draining me
I want you more when you're afraid of me
I will break you inside out
You are mine, you are mine
I will break you inside out
You are mine, you are mine
Her hair hangs in swollen strings
I'm choking on her, it feels so sickening
I make the faces that make you cry
I want you more when you're afraid of
My disease, disease is draining me
Anymore you're not so pretty, please
Disease, disease is draining me
I want you more when you're afraid of me
I will break you inside out
You are mine, you are mine
 

Snake Eyes and Sissies    
Wrench is just a household God
but I carry mine with pride
I don't work but I can work with it to split your smile
Run you down without a twitch,
your car's just not as big as mine
Tear the son out of your bitch and
sprinkle your remains with lime
I ain't no workin' man,
I do the best I can,
I got the devil's hand
Rollin' sixes
I am the habit man,
I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand
My afternoon's remote control
Daydream milk and genocide
Tranquility with broken knees, silly putty enemies
Butter knife in your side
What I got I got for free, middle finger technology
What's yours is mine, yours is mine,
told you fucker, yours is mine
Snake eyes for sissies
I ain't no workin' man,
I do the best I can,
I got the devil's hand
Rollin' sixes
I am the habit man,
I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand
I am the pedophlle's dream
A messianic Peter Pan
Just a boy, just a boy, just a little fucking boy,
I can never be a man
I ain't no workin' man,
I do the best I can,
I got the devil's hand
Rollin' sixes
I am the habit man,
I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand
I ain't no workin' man,
I do the best I can,
I got the devil's hand
I am the habit man,
I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand
(Oh no, Oh no)
 

My Monkey    
I had a little monkey
I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
And now my monkey's dead
At least he looks that way, but then again don't we all
(what I make is what I am, I can't be forever)
I had a little a monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him ongingerbread
Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
And now my monkey's dead
Poor little monkey
'Make you...break you...make you...break you...lookout'
(what I make is what I am, I can't live forever)
We are our own wicked gods
With little g's and big dicks
Sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise
I had a little a monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
And now my monkey's dead
The primate's scream of consonance is a reflection
Of his own mind's dissonance
 

Misery Machine    
Man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666
We wanna go, crush the slow, as the pitchfork bends theneedles grow
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
We're gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of thelema
Blood is pavement
The grill in the front is my sinister grin, 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 the ema, to the abbey of thelema
Blood is pavement
When you ride you're ridden, when you ride you're ridden
I am fueled by filth and fury
Do what I will, I will hurry there, there
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
Blood is pavement
 

Paroles > Mechanical Animals


Great Big White World    
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 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 one another
All my stitches 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 Mary miscarry
But we pray just like insects
The world is so ugly now
Because it’s a great big white world
And we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves,
We used to love one another
All my stitches itch
My prescription’s low, I wish you
Were Queen
Just for today
In a world so white what else could I say?
 

The Dope Show    
The drugs they say
Make us feel so hollow
We love in vain
Narcissistic and so shallow
The cops and queers
To swim you have to swallow
Hate today
No love for tomorrow
We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones
Who want to get you high
But all the pretty, pretty ones
Will leave you low
And blow your mind
We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
The drugs they say
Are made in California
We love your face
We'd really like to sell you
The cops and queers
Make good-looking models
I hate today
Who will I wake up with tomorrow?
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones
Who want to get you high
But all the pretty, pretty ones
Will leave you low
And blow your mind
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones
Who want to get you high
But all the pretty, pretty ones
Will leave you low
And blow your mind
They'll blow your mind
We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show
 

Mechanical Animals    
We were neurophobic and perfect
The day that we lost our souls
Maybe we weren’t so human
If we cry we will rust
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic and
As hollow as the "o" in god
I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
But they’ll never be good to you
Or bad to you
They’ll never be anything
Anything at all
You were my mechanical bride
Phenobarbidoll
A manniqueen of depression
With the face of a dead star
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You automatic and
As hollow as the "o" in god
I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
But they’ll never be good to you
Or bad to you
They’ll never be anything
Anything at all
This isn’t me I’m not mechanical
I’m just a boy
Playing the suicide king
 

Rock is Dead    
All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys
And crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless
Worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living
For more safer dead
Anything to belong
Anything to belong
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all the we're fed
So fuck all your protests and
Put them bed
God is the tv
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
Anything to belong
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all the we're fed
So fuck all your protests and
Put them bed
God is the tv
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all the we're fed
So fuck all your protests and
Put them bed
 

Disassociative    
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
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
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 a 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
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,
The nervous systems down,
The nervous systems down
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space
 

The Speed of Pain    
They slit our throats
Like we were flowers
And our milk has been
Devoured
When you want it
It goes away too fast
Times you hate it
It always seems to last
Just remember when you think
You're free
The crack inside your fucking heart is me
(thought, not spoken):
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
I wish I could sleep
But I can't lay on my back
Because there's a knife
For everyday that I've known you
When you want it
It goes away too fast
Times you hate it
It always seems to last
Just remember when you think
You're free
The crack inside your fucking heart is me
(thought, not spoken):
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair always
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair always
Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
I hope that we die holding hands
for always
I hope that we die holding hands
for always
I hope that we die holding hands
 

Posthuman    
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 orion
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,
God is just a statistic
Say, show me the dead stars,
All of them sing
This is a orion
Religious and clean
(Coma White):
All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold
 

I Want to Disappear    
Look at me now
I've got no religion
Look at me now
I'm so vacant
Look at me now
I was a virgin
Look at me now
Grew up to be a whore
And I want it
I believe it
I'm a million different things
And not a one you know
Hey, and our mommies are lost now
Hey, daddy's someone else
Hey, and we love the abuse
Because it makes us feel like we are needed now
But I know
I wanna disappear
I wanna die young
And Sell my soul
Use up all your drugs
And make me come
Yesterday man,
I was a nihilist and
Now today I'm
Just too fucking bored
And I want it
I believe it
By the time I'm old enough
I won't know anything at all
Hey, and our mommies are lost now
Hey, daddy's someone else
Hey, and we love the abuse
Because it makes us feel like we are needed now
But I know
I wanna disappear
 

I Don't Like the Drugs    
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
Norm life baby:
We're white and oh so hetero and
Our sex is missionary.
Norm life baby:
We're quitters and we're sober
Our confessions will be televised.
You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all.
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
Norm life baby:
God is white and unforgiving
We're piss tested and we're praying.
Norm life baby:
I'm just a sample of a soul
Made to look just like a human being.
Norm life baby:
We're rehabbed and we're ready
For our 15 minutes of shame.
Norm life baby:
We're talkshown and we're pointing
Just like christians at a suicide.
You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all.
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
There's a hole in our soul that we fill with dope
And we're feeling fine.
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs
 

New Model No. 15    
I'm as fake as a 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 it and 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 it and smile
New
New
New model
Pitifully predictable
Correctly political
Don't let them know how far you go
Or that you use your lovers
Oh look, you're like a VCR
Stick something in to know
Just who you are
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 it and smile
New
New
New model
 

User Friendly    
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
Delete 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
'til somebody better comes along.
 

Fundamentally Loathsome    
I want to wake up in your
White, white sun
And 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 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 do it well...
When I hate it I know I can feel but
When you love you know it's not real
No
Shoot myself to love you
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you
 

The Last Day On Earth    
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
And the dogs slaughter each other softly
Love burns its 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
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
 

Coma White    
There's something cold and blank behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass
In her miracle mile
(coma):
You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away
A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself
Her mouth was an empty cut
And she was waiting to fall
Just bleeding like a polaroid that
Lost all her dolls
(coma):
You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away
A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself
 

Untitled   (bonus track)
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 filled with dead stars and a girl I called Coma White


This is my OMEGA.
 

Paroles > Smells Like Children


Diary Of A Dope Fiend    
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
 

Kiddie Grinder    
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
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
 

Sympathy For The Parents    
I want to know uh, why it is that all of you seem to have satanic signs all over you, and what is it that makes,
does this music cause you to do what you do?
(Twiggy plays with mini cassette recorder)
(Marilyn) Is that directed at us or at the parents?
(Donahue) That's funny Twiggy.
(Marilyn) Laughs. Uh,{???} does the music cause us to do what we do, I think we cause the music to do what it does. I think. I think that moshing is a,
a sign of what Christians would call uh, the apocalypse. (someone mumbles something)
(Then the last couple of phrases are repeated forwards and backwards.)
 

Sweet Dreams      
Sweet dreams are made of this.
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.)
(Repeat First Verse)
(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.
Gonna use you and abuse you.
I'm gonna know what's inside you.
 

Everlasting Cocksucker    
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
 

Fuck Frankie    
(Voice 1) Say fuck Frankie
(Voice 2) Fuck Frankie, fuck Frankie, fuck Frankie
Fuck fuck
(Voice 1) Frankie
(Voice 2) Frankie
(Voice 1) Say it
(Voice 2) Fuck Frankie
(Voice 1) Say it again
(Voice 2) Fuck Frankie, fuck Frankie, fuck, fuck Frankie, fuck Frankie
(Then repeated backwards and forwards)
 

I Put a Spell on You      
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. (Repeat Three Times)
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.
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.
 

May Cause Discoloration Of Urine Or Feces    
(Grandmother) {mumbles} this morning.
(Mother) I can't hear ya.
(Grandmother) I woke at 6:30 this morning with a headache.
(Mother) Oh.
(Grandmother) I want to take {mumbles} or not.
(Mother) I wouldn't take them.
(Grandmother) I don't know {mumbles) now.
(Mother) Is it the first time that you took them?
(Grandmother) Yes.
(Mother) Yeah.
(Grandmother) I had a little bit of a headache this morning.
(Mother) I wouldn't take them, mom.
(Grandmother) I don't think I might cuz I {mumbles} a headache, I take everything I got {mumbles}
(Mother) All that blood pressure medicine you take, and stuff too, you shouldn't take those things. It's better off not to sleep than to take them.
(Grandmother) {mumbles}
(Mother) Oh my God. No wonder you got a headache, your pressures probably sky high. Why don't. You gotta take that everyday.
(Grandmother) {mumbles}
(Mother) Are you crazy?
(Grandmother) It's been 3 days.
(Mother) That's probably why you have a headache now. Did you take it today?
(Grandmother) I took it this morning, yeah.
(Mother) That's probably why you have a headache, cuz your pressures up
(Grandmother) Yeah.
(Mother) I don't know how you can forget to take it.
(Grandmother) {mumbles}
(Mother) When that's the only pill you take.
(Grandmother) I take so many pills you'd be surprised.
(Mother) Well, the blood pressure pills the most important one.
(Grandmother) Yeah.
(Mother) There ain't no other one that's important as that one.
(Grandmother) I got one more, then I gotta get to the store got two refills on it.
(Mother) You only got one pill?
(Grandmother) it only takes one day
(Mother) Well, yeah, but you shouldn't let them get that low.
(Grandmother) I get {mumbles} in the morning and go get it filled.
(Mother) There expensive. If you have to pay for em. Procardia.
(Grandmother) Yeah, the other ones.
(Mother) Which ones?
(Grandmother) I gotta pay for Procardia.
(Mother) Were you takin that everyday?
(Grandmother) Yeah.
(Mother) Well that's the blood pressure pill. The heart pill. The Procardia. And what's the other one?
(Grandmother) Umm, H. Y. D. R. O. T. O. N.
(Mother) Aww, that's something to do with water and uh, blood pressure.
(Grandmother) this one says that it is for blood pressure.
(Mother) Yeah, well {mumbles} is like a water pill type pressure, but the Procardia is the important one.
(Grandmother) Yeah. (Mother) You have to take that everyday.
(Grandmother) Yeah.
(Mother) You should take that the first thing when you get up.
(Grandmother) Yeah, umm.
(Mother) Well how come you ain't takin it?
(Grandmother) I took it yesterday, the Procardia.
(Mother) Well how come you didn't take it today?
(Grandmother) I had the headache today.
(Mother) That's why you have a headache. You gotta take the Procardia. Take it now. That's what's for your headache. That's to make your blood pressure come down.
(Grandmother) Yeah.
(Mother) If you don't your gonna, you'll have a stroke if you don't take it. If you gotta a headache that bad your gonna have a stroke.
(Grandmother) I had a headache that bad this morning.
(Mother) Well you better go take the Procardia right now.
(Grandmother) I will. I'll take the one I got.
(Mother) You didn't take that other blood pressure pill either?
(Grandmother) Yeah. I took it this morning.
(Mother) Well, you should take the Procardia right now.
(Grandmother) Take the Pericardia {mumbles} get it in the morning.
(Mother) Well you.
(Grandmother) {mumbles}
(Mother) Well how has it been since you took the Procardia?
(Grandmother) 3 days.
(Mother) How many?
(Grandmother) 3.
(Mother) See, well that's ridiculous. You better go take it right now.
(Grandmother) I will.
(Mother) Then you'll find out your headache will go away.
(Grandmother) Yeah. I'll take it now {mumbles} Procardia {mumbles}
(Mother) Any other medicine your taking isn't that important. You ain't got nothing but nerve pills. They ain't important.
(Grandmother) {mumbles}
(Mother) Well the nerve pills ain't that important. The blood pressure medicine's important
 

Dance Of Dope Hats    
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
 

White Trash (Remixed by Tony F. Wiggins)    
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)
 

Dancing With The One-Legged    
(Marilyn) Your gonna have a bunch of angry kids.
(Man) Well, when you do got out to a club, that, you gotta watch yourself whatever you do. You just can't expect to go out there and just dance and don't get touched and non violent, cuz that's what it is, it's...
(Donahue) I, I don't see how you...
(Man) When you get the music inside your soul anything gonna happen. You don't play the music you can't get it. It's with the music.
(Donahue) Music?
(Man 2) Music is a big part of it.
(Woman) My sympathy to the parents.
(Last line gets all messed up and repeated)
 

Rock 'n' Roll Nigger    
And the world spreads its legs....
And the world spreads its legs
For another fuckin' star!
'Cause I AM the all-american Antichrist.
I was made in america,
And america hates ME for what I am.
I am YOUR shit.
You should be ashamed of what you have eaten.
I'm a rock & roll nigger!
Baby was a black sheep.
Baby was a whore.
Baby's gotten big,
And baby's getting bigger.
Baby got somethin'.
Baby want more.
Baby, baby, baby was a rock & roll nigger.
How do you like the world around you?
Do you like what you see?
How do you like the world around you?
Ready to be....
(Chorus: Outside of society,
Waiting for me.
Outside of society
Is where I wanna be.)
Baby was a black sheep.
Baby was a whore.
Baby got big,
And baby's getting bigger.
Baby got a gun,
Got her finger on the trigger.
Baby, baby, baby was a rock & roll nigger.
(Chorus) Nigger. Rock & roll nigger.
I'm a rock & roll nigger.
This is your world in which we grow,
And we will grow to hate you.
We will grow to hate you.
We will grow.
We will grow.
We will grow to hate you.
We will grow.
We will grow.
We will grow to hate you.
1-2-3-4!
I was lost in the valley of pleasure.
I was lost in the infinite sea.
I was lost and begging for pleasure.
And this world is waiting for me.
Jimi Hendrix was a nigger.
Jesus Christ and grandma, too.
Brian Warner (what a nigger!)
Nigger, nigger, nigger nigger nigger!
(Chorus Twice)
Yeah! Yeah! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
FUCK YOU!
 

Paroles > Antichrist Superstar


Irresponsible Hate Anthem    
I am so all-american, I'd sell you suicide
I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
I am the animal who will not be himself
fuck it
Hey victim, should I black your eyes again?
Hey victim,
you were the one who put the stick in my hand
I am the ism, my hate's a prism
let's just kill everyone and let your god sort them out
fuck it
Everybody's someone else's nigger/I know you are so am I
I wasn't born with enough middle fingers/
I don't need to choose a side
I better, better, better, better not say this
better, better, better, better not tell
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
I am the idiot who will not be himself
fuck it
(chorus)

 

The Beautiful People    
I don't want you and I don't need you
don't bother to resist, I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong
the beautiful people, the beautiful people
it's all relative to the size of your steeple
you can't see the forest for the trees
you can't smell
your own shit on your knees
Hey you, what do you see?
something beautiful, something free?
hey you, are you trying to be mean?
if you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
there's no time to discriminate,
hate every motherfucker
that's in your way
the worms will live in every host
it's hard to pick which one they eat most
the horrible people, the horrible people
it's as anatomic as the size of your steeple
capitalism has made it this way,
old-fashioned fascism
will take it away
(chorus)


 
Dried Up, Tied and Dead to the World    
you cut off all of your fingers
trade them in for dollar bills
cake on some more make-up to
cover up all those lines
wake up and stop shaking
don't you want some of this?
don't you need some of this?
you take but cannot be given
you ride but cannot be ridden
pinch this tiny heart of mine
wrap it up in soiled twine
you never read what you've written
I'll be your lover, i'll be forever
i'll be tomorrow, i am anything when i'm high
don't you want some of this?
don't you need some of this?
you shove your hair down my throat
i feel your fingers in me
tear this bitter fruit to mess
and wrap it in your soiled dress
now you must spit out the seeds
(chorus)
all dried up and tied up forever
all fucked up and dead to the world...


 
Tourniquet    
she's made of hair and bone and little teeth
and things I cannot speak
she comes on like a crippled plaything
spine is just a string
I wrapped our love in all this foil
silver-tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
but flies will always lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
make your victim my head
you never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
prosthetic synthesis with butterfly
sealed up with virgin stitch
if it hurts, just tell me
preserve the innocence
I never wanted it to end this way
but flies will lay their eggs


 
Little Horn    
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..."
(chorus)


 
Cryptorchild    
Each time i make my mother cry an
angel dies and falls from heaven
when the boy is still a worm it's hard to
learn the number seven
but when they get to you
it's the first thing that they do
each time I look outside
my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape
when the worm consumes the boy it's never
considered rape
when they get to you
prick your finger it is done...
the moon has now eclipsed the sun...
the angel has spread its wings...
the time has come for bitter things...


 
Defamography    
when you wish upon a star
don't let yourself fall, fall in too hard
I fell into you and I'm on my back
an insect decaying in your little trap
I squirm into you, now I'm in your gut
I fell into you, now I'm in a rut
"i lift you up like the sweetest angel,
i'll tear you down like a whore.
i will bury your god in my warm spit,
you'll be deformed in your porn"
rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
you eat up my heart and all the little parts
your star is so sharp
it leaves me jagged holes
I make myself sick just to poison you
if I can't have you then no one will
(chorus)
you are the one i want and what i want is so unreal
i'm such a dirty Rock star yeah...
(i am the one you want and the one you want is so unreal)


 
Wormboy    
when will realize you're already there?
so watered down-your feelings have turned to mud.
"love everybody" is destroying the value of
all hate has got me nowhere
I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping away
oh no, it is everything they said it was
oh no, I am everything they said I was
when you you get to heaven you will wish you you're in hell
when will you realize, you're already here
you'll think us now that you have crossed over
don't pick the scabs or you will never heal
the world shudders as the worm gets its wings
(chorus)
then i got my wings and i never even knew it
when i was a worm, thought i wouldn't get through it...


 
Mister Superstar    
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
(chorus)
hey mr. superstar,
I'll kill myself for you
hey mr. superstar,
I'll kill you if I can't have you
superstar, superfuck baby...


 
Angel With the Scabbed Wings    
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 wombswith 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 be him
you only want to see 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
get back you're always gonna please him


 
Kinderfeld    
he lives inside my mouth
and tells me what to say
when he turns the trains
on he makes it go away
the hands are cracked and dirty and
the nails are beetle wings
when he turns the trains on he
unties all of the strings
The worm: "tell me something beautiful,
tell me something free,
tell me something beautiful
and i wish that i could be."
(then i got my wings and i never even knew it,
when i was a worm, thought i couldn't get through )
Jack: (not spoken) come, come
the toys all smell like children
and scab-knees will obey
i'll just have to kneel on broomsticks
just to make it go away
[the inauguration of the worm]
(then i got my wings and i never even knew it,
when i was a worm, thought i couldn't get through it)
voice we have not yet heard: "because today
is black/because there is no turning back.
because your lies have watered me/
i have become the strongest weed" weed...
through jack's eyes:
the taste of metal
disintegrator
three holes upon the leather belt
it's cut and swollen
and the age is swollen
boy: " there's no one here to save ourself."
the disintegrator: (to himself)
this is what you should fear
you are what you should fear


 

Antichrist Superstar    
you built me up with your wishing hell
I didn't have to sell you
you threw your money in the pissing well
you do just what they tell you
REPENT, that's what I'm talking about
i shed the skin to feed the fake
REPENT, that's what I'm talking about
whose mistake am i anyway?
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the hydra
now you'll see your star
prick your finger it is done
the moon has now eclipsed the sun
the angel has spread its wings
the time has come for bitter things (chorus)
the time has come it is quite clear
our antichrist
is almost here...
it is done

 

1996    
anti choice
anti girl
I am the anti-flag unfurled
anti white and anti law
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
(bridge)
(chorus)
anti peace
anti life
anti husband, anti wife
anti song and anti me
I don't deserve a chance to be
(chorus)

 

The Minute of Decay    
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...

 

The Reflecting God    
your world is an ashtray
we burn and coil like cigarettes
the more you cry your ashes turn to mud
it's the nature of the leeches, the virgin's
feeling cheated
you've only spent a second of your life
my world is unaffected, there is an exit here
I say it is and then it's true,
there is a dream inside a dream,
I'm wide awake the more I sleep
you'll understand when I'm dead
I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me
saw heaven and hell were lies
when I'm god everybody dies
scar/can you feel my power?
shoot here and the world gets smaller
scar/scar/can you feel my power?
one shot and the world gets smaller
let's jump upon the sharp swords
and cut away our smiles
without the threat of death
there's no reason to live at all
my world is unaffected, there is an exit here
I say it is and then it's true,
there is a dream inside a dream,
I'm wide awake the more I sleep
you'll understand when I'm dead
(bridge)
(chorus)
"each thing i show you is a piece of my death"
shoot shoot shoot motherfucker
no salvation, no forgiveness
"this is beyond your experience"
forgiveness...

 

Man That You Fear    
the ants are in the sugar
the muscles atrophied
we're on the other side, the screen is us and we're t.v.
spread me open,
sticking to my pointy ribs
are all your infants in abortion cribs
I was born into this
everything turns to shit
the boy that you loved is the man that you fear pray until your number,
asleep from all your pain,
your apple has been rotting
tomorrow's turned up dead
i have it all and i have no choice but to
i'll make everyone pay and you will see
you can kill yourself now
because you're dead
in my mind
the boy that you loved is the monster you fear
peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
you've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
pray your life was just a dream
the cut that never heals
pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed
someone had to go this far
I was born into this
everything turns to shit
the boy that you loved is the man that you fear
peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
you've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
pray your life was just a dream
the cut that never heals
pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
the world in my hands, there's no one left to hear you scream
there's no one left for you


 
Track 99    
Go ahead (somethingerother) and date a dead messiah
We can dig another grave.
This is your calling
If you are hearing this, there is nothing I can do
Something has grown out of my chest.
I have seen it.
It is hard and cold.
It has been dormant for many years.
We are trying to save you, I have come to save you
This is what you deserve,
this is what we deserve
This is something we have brought upon ourselves.
We are not a victim, you are not a victim
we are not a victim, you are not a victim
God will grovel before me
God will crawl at my feet.
And the time is this
And the time is...
When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you...
 

voilà ce que j'ai trouvé pour l'instant...

Biographie  


Nom:Warner
Prenom:Brian

Origine:Grand fan de Marilyn Monroe et de Charles Manson,un des plus grands tueurs en series des U.S.A

Date de naissance:05 janvier 1969

Lieu de naissance:Canton dans l'Ohio

L'histoire du groupe Marilyn Manson est entièrement liée à celle de son leader Brian Warner.Cependant en apparence,rien ne semblait prévoir ce qu'il allait devenir.Unique enfant d'une famille moyenne des U.S.A et même s'il dit lui-même que sn enfance à été comparable à l'enfance de n'importe qui,on ne peut s'empecher de penser à la fois où alors qu'il avait une dizaines d'années,il a surprit son grand père en porte jarretelles en train de se masturber devant des revues zoophiles...Brian a été envoyé dans une école catholique même si ses parents n'etaient pas réellement pratiquant,juste pour reçevoir une meilleure instruction.Là bas,on lui apprendra surtout la peur de l'apocalypse,la peur du pêcher et dans l'esprit du jeune Brian,la vie ressemblait à un immense purgatoire où la moindre erreur conduit tout droit enfer...

 

Tout ses albums:


Portrait of an American family (1994)


Smells Like Children (1995)


Antichrist Superstar (1996)


Mechanical Animals (1998)


Album live:The last tour on hearth(1999)


Holywood (2000)


The golden age of grotesque (2003)

voilà c'est bon pour aujourd'hui

continu et des que j'aurai le temps J'essairai dans faire un page(vo mieux pas faire de "news" parce que le temps que je le fasse sa va etre de vieille nouvelle!

moué...

lol...Cool ton idée drago!...Si tu veux d el'iade je suis là!

Mais je pense que j'aurais plus le temps de m'occuper de pakap le site,pendant les vanaces!!!

Quand je souffle on se voit à peine
Y'a carrément plus d'oxygène
J'me roule une dernière tranche d'Edam
Et pis j'ai plus les yeux qui tiennent
Hakik, le fils du vieux Chichon est venu me chercher
Mais comme il était fin détruit, il a du mal à me trouver
C'est lui qu'à la recette
Et pis les 6 boulettes,
C'est lui qui taille les feuilles y sait même pu ou les mett'
On roule au parmesan, au gingembre, au gruyère
aux épinards si on a rien, c'est bon pass qu'y a du fer,
Toute la tribu s'est réunie dans la piaule à Samir,
Mais comme il a paumé les clefs y a plus moyen de sortir
Et y a son frère couché par terre dans un état de Zen
Qui voit des nains qui poussent petits tout rouges avec des ailes
Dans tout l'étage j'entends son vieux qui braille
On y a tiré le papier water c'est pour rouler la paille
C'est bien la première fois qu'on voit son père hurler comme ça
Il est vraiment pas digne de la tribu des rastas

{Refrain:}
Dans la vallée des rastas ; dans la vallée oh oh
On voit pousser des bigorneaux
Dans la vallée des rastas ; dans la vallée oh oh
La brume ne vient pas d'en haut

Après quelques émanations torrides on était cuit
On a même vu quelques lapins se taper un parapluie
Putain c'était terrible, on voyait que des ombres
Et pis les lapins qui revenaient toujours en surnombre
Mes frères grimpaient l'un après l'autre au-dessus de l'armoire
Pour bien arroser la moquette à grands coups d'arrosoir
On a jamais rien fait pousser ce n'était pas la peine dans la cuisine
On a trouvé un sachet de verveine
J'entends des sirènes
J'ai mangé mon peigne
T'as les cheveux qui saignent
T'as les bras qui traînent
J'entendais des sirènes, pis maintenant j'les entends plus
Faut que t'arrêtes la verveine, c'est ça qui t'fout des hallus

L'hallu a continué comme ça jusqu'au soleil couchant
Et pis toute cette fumée qui s'échappait en s'échappant
Il faudrait qu'j'ouvre la f'nêtre, on va quand même pas crever là
Ce s'rait vraiment pas digne de la tribu des rastas

{Refrain:}
Dans la vallée des rastas ; dans la vallée oh oh
On voit pousser des bigorneaux
Dans la vallée des rastas ; dans la vallée oh oh
La brume ne vient pas d'en haut

A la fin de la journée un mec a défoncé la porte
On a voulu la sauver c'était trop tard elle était morte
Des gars ont débarqué avec leurs jolis casques en fer
Et pis de gros tuyaux des rouges des bleus des jaunes des verts
Ils s'arrosaient par terre je ne comprenais pas
Vu qu'on avait essayé hier et pis ça marchait pas
Quand j'ai mieux vu les gars là autour de moi
J'ai tout compris qu'y étaient là, voilà pourquoi
La fumée qui s'est échappée a déclenché l'alarme
On était d'jà bien déjantés, ça f'sait un vrai vacarme
J'étais fini je voyais la marée monter
Y'a plus d'espoir, c'est sur on va crever noyés
Mais heureusement d'un coup ils ont arrêté leurs fontaines
On a roulé leurs tuyaux pendant qu'ils coupaient leurs sirènes
Ils nous ont même offert leurs haches comme on n'en avait pas
Ils sont devenus dignes de la tribu des rastas


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