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| "Parents and legislators love to blame people like us for corrupting the youth of this country, but the kids were corrupted long before we ever got to them." -Marilyn Manson |
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| go to my mArilyn mAnson fAn site: www.maxpages.com/DOPE2k mArilyn mAnson - vocAls twiggy rAmirez - bAss mAdonnA wAyne-gAcy - keyboArds ginger fish - drums john 5 - guitAr discogrAphy... portrAit of An AmericAn fAmily smells like children Antichrist superstar mechAnical AninAls lAst tour on eArth lyrics... 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 Dopehat: 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 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 therefore i am goddamn your righteous hand goddamn, goddamn goddamn, goddamn pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak but your selective judgments and good-guy badges don't mean a fuck to me i throw a little fit i slash 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 weak but your selective judgments and good-guy 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 judgments and good-guy badges don't mean a fuck to me get your gunn. get your gunn get your gunn, get your gunn....get The Beauitful 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) 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 there's no love for tomorrow We're all stars now in the dope show There's a lot of pretty, pretty ones That 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 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 a lot of pretty, pretty ones (chorus repeat) |
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