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Marilyn Manson lyrics
Album: Holy Wood (In the Shadow of the Valley of Death) [2000]
| GodEatGod | |
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Dear God, do you wanna tear the knuckles down and hold yourself?
Dear God, can you climb off that tree and meet in the shape of a "T"?
Dear God, the paper says you were the king in the black limosine
Dear John and all the king's men can put your head together again
Before the bullets
Before the flies
Before authorities take out my eyes
The only smiling are your dolls that I've made
But you are plastic, and so are your brains
Dear God, your 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 your dolls that I've made
But you are plastic, and so are your brains...
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| The Love Song | |
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Got a crush on a pretty pistol, should I tell her that I feel this way?
Father told us to be faithful
Got a crush on a pretty pistol, should I tell her that I feel this way?
Got love songs in my head, killing us away
Do you love your guns? (yeah!)
God? (yeah!)
The Government?
Do you love your guns? (yeah!)
God? (yeah!)
The Government (fuck yeah!)
Got love songs in my head, killing us away (2x)
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, killing us away
Do you love your guns? (yeah!)
God? (yeah!)
The government? (3x)
Do you love your guns? (yeah!)
God? (yeah!)
The government (fuck yeah!)
I got love songs in my head, killing us away
Got love songs in my head, killing us away (2x)
Do you love your guns? (yeah!)
God? (yeah!)
The government? (3x)
Do you love your guns? (yeah!)
God? (yeah!)
The government? (fuck yeah!)
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| The Fight Song | |
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Nothing suffocates you more than
the passion of everyday human events
and isolation is the oxygen mask
you make your children breath in to survive
and I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
and I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
and when we were good, you just close your eyes
...so now we are bad...we'll scar your mind
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
You'll never grow up to be a big rock star
Celebrated victim of your fame
We'll just cut our wrists like cheap coupons
and say that death is on sale today
and when we were good, you just close your eyes
...so now we are bad...we'll scar your mind
and I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
and I'm not a slave to a 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
The death of a million is just a statistic
and I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
and I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
and I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
and I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
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| Disposable Teens | |
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I'm a black rainbow, and I'm an ape of god
I got a face that's made for violence or porn
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 the one true god
but the the god of the people I hated
You say you want an evolution?
The ape was a great big hit
You say you 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
You say you want an evolution?
The ape was a great big hit
You say you 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
if we discover it
You say you want an evolution?
The ape was a great big hit
You say you 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.
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| Target Audience | |
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And my sunny sky went black
Put your knives in babies' backs
(Never?) thought you'd kill the Kennedys
and Huxley too...
But I'm sorry Shakespeare was your scapegoat and your apple sticking into my throat Sorry your sunday smiles were rusty nails and
your crucifiction commercials failed But I'm just a pitiful anonymous I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
(They all?) just sing this song
(???) just to be alive
Put my face in the beehive
(???) for Booth and Oswald too
(???) and cocaine too
Sorry I never checked the bag in my head for a bomb
and my halo was a needle hole
Sorry I saw a priest being beaten
and I made a wish
But I'm just a pitiful anonymous
I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
(They all?) just sing this song(2x)
(They all?) just sing this song(2x)
Valley of death, we are free
Your (father's?) your prison (scene?)
I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
(They all?) just sing this song
Nah nah nuh nah naaa
nuh nah nah nah nooo
You're copy a copy of an imitation(2x)
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| President Dead | |
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This is for the people that (watch?) you(3x)
Get high on violence, baby!
President dead is clueless
and he's caught in a headlight police state
God in his skull is stingless
Incubated and deadset (to bitter?), figures by the tickets to go fine
(God?) like a piggy in a fair
and we don't wanna live forever
and we know that suffering is so much better
This is for the people that (watch?) you(3x)
Get high on violence, baby!
Give the pills We all could be martyred in the winter of our discontent (Get high on violence baby!)
Every night we are nailed into place
Every night we just can't seem to remember the reason why (Get high on violence, baby!)
and we don't wanna live forever
and we know that suffering is so much better
[whispered] This is for the people that (watch?) it
Get high on violence, baby!
and we don't wanna live forever
and we know that suffering is so much better(3x)
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| In the Shadow of the Valley of Death | |
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We have no future
Heaven wasn't made for me
We burn ourselves to hell
As fast as it can be
I wish that I could be the king
Then I'd know that I am not alone
Magnets pull on shirts
Sell each other 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 a whisper
Death is a priest
Death is a stereo
Death is TV
Death is the tarot
Death is a angel
Death is a god, killing himself
She put the seeds in me
Plant this dying tree
She's a burning string
I'm just the ashes (3x)
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| Cruci-Fiction In Space | |
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This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
If Christ was in Texas
The hammer, the sickle, the only son
This is your creation
The Adam of Eden was a bomb
If Jack was a baptist
We drink wine from his head
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, and a 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, then the gun...
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, and the gun
We are dead and tomorrow's cancelled
Because the things we did yesterday
We are dead and tomorrow's cancelled
Crucified us in our space
In our space (7x)
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun(5x, then 3x whispered)
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| A Place in the Dirt | |
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We are damned, and we are dead
All God's children to be sent
Into our perfect place in the sun, In the dirt
There's a windshield in my heart
We are bugs so smeared and scarred
Could you stop the meat from stinking, before I swallow all of it?
Could you please...
Put me in the motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up take me
Dress me up and make me your dying God
Angels were needles, poked through our eyes
Let the ugly light 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 take me
Dress me up and make me your dying God
Now we hold the ugly head
The merry (???) is at the bed
Cast a shadow of our perfect death
In the sun, in the dirt
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| The Nobodies | |
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Today I'm dirty, I want to be pretty
Tomorrow I know I'm just dirt
Today I'm dirty, and I want to be pretty
Tomorrow I know I'm just dead
We are the nobodies
We want to be somebody's
We're dead, we know just who we are (2x)
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 want to be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are (2x)
Some children died the other day
We fed machines
And then we prayed
beefed up and down, and mortified (immortified?)
You should've seen the ratings that day! (2x)
We are the nobodies
Want to be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are (3x)
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| The Death Song | |
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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 our face, buy a ticket
and we hope that heaven's true
I saw a cop beat a priest on the TV
and I know they've killed our heroes too
We sing the death song, kids... cause we've got no future
and we wanna be just like you(3x)
We light a candle on an Earth we've 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 a priest kill a cop on the TV
and I know that there are heroes too
We sing the death song, kids... cause we've got no future
and we wanna be just like you(3x)
We sing the death song, kids(4x)
We write our prayers our prayers on a little bomb
Kiss it on the face and send it to God
We sing the death song, kids... cause we've got no future
and we wanna be just like you(3x)
We're the world and we've got no future
We wanna be just like you (3x)
We got no future
We wanna be just like you (3x)
We sing the death song, kids...
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| Lamb of God | |
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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 the lamb of God
Nothing's going to change
Nothing's going to change the world
There was Lennon and the 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 the 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 to buy the serial rights
Lamb of God have mercy on us
A lamb of God, will you dread us?
Nothing's going to change the world
Nothing's going to change(4x)
Nothing's going to change the world
Nothing's going to change the world
If you die when there's no one watching
and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
If they kill you on their TV
You're a martyr and a lamb of God
Nothing's going to change the world
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| Born Again | |
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Do you or don't want to be a son
It doesn't take a rebel to sing along
The son is weak in his pretty pretty frame
I'm the monkey with the misspelled name
And I'll put down your (disco???)
And take your heart away (2x)
I'll be born again...
I'm someone else
I'm someone else
I'm someone stupid just like you (2x)
Do you or don't want to take this hit?
Does it make you feel you're part of it?
I'll put down your (disco???)
And take your heart away (2x)
I'll be born again
I'm someone else
I'm someone else
I'm someone stupid just like you (4x)
The valley of the dolls...
Is the valley of the dead
[whispered 2x by Coma White, then 2x sung by Manson]
I'm someone else
I'm someone else
I'm someone stupid just like you (2x)
I'm put down your (disco???)
And take your heart away (2x)
And I'll be born again (3x)
I'll be born again
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| Burning Flag | |
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They wanna sell it or buy it or dumb it down
A good God is hard to find
You're the crowd that wants to see me dead
Now I feel I'm a (lover?) of ?
Multilply by 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 waiting
We are all just stars on your burning flag
You point a gun at me, and hope that's I'll go away
If God was alive, he would hate you anyway
The left wing is left, and the left one is grey
He's here for the kids, but nothing to say
You're ???, g-rated on election day
I got an A-B-C and a F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
Multiply by death, Divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're waiting
We are all just stars on your burning flag
You point a gun at me, and hope that I'll go away
If God was alive, he would hate you anyway
We are just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scarred and we're waiting
We are all just stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning FLAG
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| Coma Black | |
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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
Burned all the good things in the eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die(2x)
This was never my world, you took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay(2x)
I would have told her that she was the only thing
that I could love in this dying world
But the simple word of love itself
already died and went away
This was never my world, you took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay(2x)
Burned all the good things in the eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die(2x)
This was never my world, you took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay(4x)
The Apple of Discord
Her heart's a bloodstained egg
We didn't handle with care
It's broken and bleeding
and we can never repair(2x)
and we can never repair
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| Valentine's Day | |
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She was the color of TV
Her mouth coiled under like a metal snake
All the Holy Wood was sad
They'd remembered this is Valentine's Day
(???) are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death(2x)
Slit our wrists, and send us to heaven
No first flower after the flood
I saw the pregnant girl today
She didn't know that it was dead inside
Even though it was it was alive
Some of us are really born to die
In the shadow of the valley of death(2x)
Slit our wrists, and send us to heaven
No first flower after the flood
In the shadow of the valley of death(8x)
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| The Fall of Adam | |
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Her Abraham Lincoln towncars arrived
To dispose of our king and queen
They orchestrated (drama?) (???) scene for celebretarian needs
When one world ends
Something else begins
But without a scream
Just a whisper, because we (???)
Start it over
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| King Kill 33 | |
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You've fucked yourselves and your lazy sheep
(A bull in the heavens?) (century weep?)
You never gave me a chance to believe
Or even a fucking chance to be me
I'll just show you that you played a role
I will destroy you with one simple hole
All that has faced me has taken its toll
Now I'm finally taking control
I'll just show you that you played wrong
I will destroy you with one simple hole
(???) has taken its toll
Now I'm finally taking control
I am (???) with (everything?)
I (????????) game
I am not sorry
I am not sorry
This is what you deserve
King Kill 33
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| Count to Six and Die | |
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She's got her eyes open wide
She's got the dirt and spit of the world
Her mouth on the metal
The lips of a scared little girl
I got an angel in the lobby
He's waiting to put me in line
I won't ask forgiveness
My faith has gone dry
She's got her christian prescriptures
and death has crawled in her ear
Like elevator music of songs
that she shouldnt' hear
and it spins around, and we all lay down
Some do it fast, and some do it better in smaller amounts(2x)
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