Marilyn Manson Album

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La la la la la
Ring around the rosies
Pocket full of posies
Taste the hands of children
Happiness of children

Death lies in little hands of children

...pitiful fuck
Are you still in love with me, Missi?
I am so pretty and withdrawn

I peek into the hole
I struggle for control
And 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
And 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

And I know, and I'm coming down

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
And my visions getting fat
The rabbits just a chicken in disguise
Stars and pills and meatballs dance before our eyes
They will bite the hand, if it is slower than
The quickness of there 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
Chicanary will always make you happy

[No lyrics]

remixed by Dave Ogilvie with Joe Anthony Valcic

I am the face of piss and shit and sugar
I do a crooked little dance with my funny little monkey
What I want what I want is just your children
I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being

Calliopenis envy from your daddy
You're not gonna hear what he don't want to hear
What I say disgusts him
He wants to be me and that scares him
"Let's do a funny little dance with my funny little monkey"
The black keys

Actually, he loves you

Here is my real head
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head

They try to blink me not to think me
Don't want to bring me out
I am the rotten teeth my fists are lined with suckers
My prison skins an eyesore-mirror-sketch-pad
I am your son
Your dad
You fag
I am your fad

Here is my real head
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head

I have to take your voice and and stick my fingers in it
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head

I have to take your voice and and stick my fingers in it
Fuck fuck!
Here is my real head
Here is my real head

Some Bitch: I want to know um...why it is that all of you
Seem to have satanic signs all over you
and what is that make...
Does this music cause you to do what you do?
Manson: Is that directed at us or the parents?
Donahure: That's funny......Twiggy
Manson: Does the music cause us to do what we do?
Donahure: That's your little tape recorder...ok
Manson: We cause the music to do what it does...I think
I think moshing is a sign of what christians would call uh...the
Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse
...the Apocalypse

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. 

I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck

Virgins sold in quantity
Herded by heredity
Redneck burnt out midwest mind
"Who said date rape isn't kind?"

Porno porno porno porno
Porno nation evaluation
What's this "time for segregation?"
Libido libido fascination too much oral defecation
White trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy

I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck
I am the god of Fuck

White trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
Yeah!
Time for cake and sodomy
Yeah!
Time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
Yeah!
Time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy

Abuser: Say fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck
Groupie: Fuck
Abuser: Frankie
Groupie: Frankie
Abuser: Say it
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Abuser: Say it
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck Him
Groupie: Fuck frankie
(groaning noises)
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Abuser: Say it
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Abuser: Say it
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Abuser: Keep your focus
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Groupie: Fuck Frankie
Abuser: Keep your focus
Abuser: Say fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck frankie
Groupie: Fuck
Groupie: Fuck

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.

Blanche Wyer: ...6:30 this morning.
Barb Warner: I can't hear ya.
Blanche Wyer: I woke at 6:30 this morning with a headache.
Barb Warner: Oh...
Blanche Wyer: I wonder to take 'em or not...
Barb Warner: I wouldn't take 'em.
Blanche Wyer: I don't know, the headache is heavier than anything else.
Barb Warner: It's the first time that you took 'em?
Blanche Wyer: Second.
Barb Warner: Yeah...
Blanche Wyer: I had a little bit of a headache this morning.
Barb Warner: I wouldn't take 'em, mom.
Blanche Wyer: I won't take 'em now, 'cause I have a toothache that hurts too a
little bit. I've taken everything I got, been thinkin'
Barb Warner: All that blood pressure medicine you take and stuff too. You
shouldn't take those things. You're better off not to sleep then to take the...
Blanche Wyer: ?
Barb Warner: Oh, my god! No wonder you got a headache! Your pressure's probably
sky high! Why don't...You gotta take that every day!
Blanche Wyer: I try though...
Barb Warner: Are you crazy?
Blanche Wyer: It's been 3 days...
Barb Warner: That's probably why you have a headache now...Did you take it
today?
Blanche Wyer: I did this morning, yeah.
Barb Warner: That's probably why you have a headache, 'cause your pressure's up.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: I don't know how you can forget to take it. And when that's the
only pill you take...
Blanche Wyer: I'm sorry, I have so many pills you'd be surprised.
Barb Warner: Well, the blood pressure pill is the most important one.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah, I know...
Barb Warner: There ain't no other one as important as that one.
Blanche Wyer: I got one more and then I gotta get to the store. I got two
refills on it.
Barb Warner: You only got one pill?!
Blanche Wyer: I only take one a day...
Barb Warner: Well, yeah, but you shouldn't let 'em get that low...
Blanche Wyer: I guess not, but I can take one in the morning and then go get
some more...
Barb Warner: They're expensive! If you have to pay for 'em... Procardia?
Blanche Wyer: No, the other one.
Barb Warner: Which ones?
Blanche Wyer: I gotta pay for procardia.
Barb Warner: Were you taking that every day?
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: Well, that's the blood pressure pill... The heart pill, the
procardia. And what's the other one?
Blanche Wyer: Ah, H-Y-D-R-O-T-O-N.
Barb Warner: Oh, that's something to do with water and... And... Water and, uh,
blood pressure.
Blanche Wyer: This one tag does say it's for blood pressure...
Barb Warner: Yeah, I think it works like a water pill type pressure, but the
procardia's the important one.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: You have to take that every day.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: You should take that the first thing when you get up...
Blanche Wyer: Yeah...I know.
Barb Warner: Well, how come you ain't got taken it?
Blanche Wyer: I took it yesterday, the procardia.
Barb Warner: Well, how come you didn't take it today?
Blanche Wyer: I had the headache today...
Barb Warner: That's why you have a headache! You gotta take the procardia...
Take it now! That's what it's for, your headache! It's to make your blood
pressure come down.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah.
Barb Warner: If you don't you're gonna ha... You'll have a stroke if you don't
take it. If you got a pretty... Headache that bad you're gonna have a stroke...

Blanche Wyer: I got a headache that bad this morning.
Barb Warner: Well, you better go take the procardia right now.
Blanche Wyer: I will, I'll take it when I hang up.
Barb Warner: You didn't take that other blood... blood pressure pill either?
Blanche Wyer: Yeah, I did this morning...
Barb Warner: Well, you should take the procardia right now.
Blanche Wyer: I'll take the procardia in after nine. Got a horrible morning...

Barb Warner: Well, you...
Blanche Wyer: I'm glad you can't see it.
Barb Warner: Well, how long has it been since you took the procardia?
Blanche Wyer: Three days.
Barb Warner: How many?
Blanche Wyer: Three...
Barb Warner: Well, see, that's ridiculous... You better go take it right now.

Blanche Wyer: I will.
Barb Warner: Then you'll find out your headache will go away.
Blanche Wyer: Yeah. I've taken it now, the procardia, just yet.
Barb Warner: Any other medicine you're taking ain't that important. You ain't
got nothing but nerve pills. They ain't important.
Blanche Wyer: I take those every day...
Barb Warner: Well, the nerve pills ain't that important. The blood pressure

[No lyrics]

Oh that hurts

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, yeah yeah!
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 visions getting fat the rabbits 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 there 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
Chicanary will always make you happy

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) 

Manson:...you're gonna have a bunch of angry kids.
Some Guy In the Audience: Well when you do go out to a club, that, you just
gotta watch yourself whatever you do. You just can't 'speckt to go out there and
just dance and don't get touched and non-violent because that's what it is. The
music--
Donahue: I, I don't see how you--
Some Guy In the Audience: If you get the music inside your soul, anything can
happen. You don't play the music, you can't get it. It's the music.
Donahue: The music?
Parent: Music is dangerous.

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! 

I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
I can't stand the things that you do
No, no no I ain't lying
No
I don't care if you don't want me
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours
Anyhow
Yeah
I am yours, yours, yours
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you

Yes, I do!

Yeah...
I put a spell on you
Lord! Lord! Lord!
'Cause you're mine, yeah
I can't stand the things that you do
When you're foolin' around
I don't care if you don't want me
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours
Anyhow, yeah

I can't stand your foolin' around
If I can't have you
No one will
I love you, you, you
I love you, I love you, I love you!
I love you, you, you
I don't care if you don't want me
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours
Anyhow...yeah

Pogo: What game you wanna play?
Come on, step to me.
Play with me. What game you wanna play?
Wanna play a poop game? Wanna play a knife game?
Clue part... Do you wanna go play towel?
Groupie: I hate you!
Pogo: You wanna play broken-glass-against-the-head game?
Groupie: I hate you, Satan motherfucker!