Na pierwszy ogień pójdzie (zgadnijcie! zgadliście!) Manson:
THE FALL OF ADAMThe Abraham Lincoln town cars
arrive to dispose of our king and queen
and they orchestrated dramatic new scenes
for Celebritarian(tm) needs
When one world ends
something else begins
but without a scream
just a whisper because we
just start it over again...
COUNT TO 6 AND DIE (THE VACUUM OF INFINITE SPACE ENCOMPASSING)She's got her eyes open wide
she's got the dirt and spit of the world
she's got 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
but I won't ask forgiveness
for 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
1...2...3 it spins around
4...5...6 we all lay down
some do it fast
some do it better in smaller amounts
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DOLL-DAGGA BUZZ-BUZZ ZIGGETY-ZAGDoll-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 amd
Swing hell and
I don't really care what gentleman 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 thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us, adn we don't even know"
All thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us, adn we don't even know"
GO GO GO--doppelgangers
(You're one of us, you're one of us)
GO GO GO--throw your shapes doppelgangers
You're one of us.
Trumpet-mouth junkie-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 thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us, adn we don't even know"
All thug rock kids are playin'
All the punk god angels sayin'
"The toys are us, adn we don't even know"
GO GO GO--doppelgangers
(You're one of us, you're one of us)
GO GO GO--throw your shapes doppelgangers
You're one of us.
Go, go, go, go, go, go go, go
All thug rock kids, GO
All the punk god angels, GO
You're one of us no, you're one of us
So GO GO GO
All thug rock kids, GO
All the punk god angels, GO
You're one of us no, 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.
PARA-NoIR(The women of the world list theirr easons fo f**king Manson)
HIS RESPONSE iSS AS FOLLOWS:
f**k you becouse I loved yYou
f**k you for loving You too
I don't need a reason to Hate You the way I do
HATE YOU THE WAY I DO.
the Golden Age of GrotesqueAll our monkeys have monkeys
We drive our deathcrush diamond Jaguar limousines
We're not fantastic motherf**kers,
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 what 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 hait
And make sure you're not late, you stamps 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
Oraz MUSE:
Feeling Good:Birds flying high
You know how I feel
Sun in the sky
You know how I feel
Reeds driftin' on by
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Fish in the sea
You know how I feel
River running free
You know how I feel
Blossom in the tree
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when the day is done
And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me
Stars when you shine
You know how I feel
Scent of the pine
You know how I feel
Yeah freedom is mine
And I know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
MegalomaniaParadise comes at a price
That I am not prepared to pay
What were we built for?
Could someone tell me please?
The good news is, she can't have babies
And wont accept gifts from me
What are they for?
They'll just grow up, and break the laws you've loved
Take off your disguise
And all your underneath
It's my aim
Useless device, it won't suffice
I want a new game to play
When I am gone
It won't be long, before I disturb you in the dark
And paradise comes at a price
That I am not prepared to pay
What were we built for?
Will someone tell me please?
Take off your disguise
And all your underneath
It's my aim
"Micro Cuts"Hands are red with your blame
Megaphone screaming my name
Whimpers someone I should've loved
Souls weeping above
I've seen what you're doing
Destroying puppet strings
To my soul
Micro waves me insane
A Blaine cuts in your brain
Sounds like forks on a plate
Blackboard scratched with hate
I've seen what you're doing
Destroying puppet strings
To my soul