Marilyn Manson

Rock in Lisbon tracks

Lyrics

1. INTRO

(Instrumental)




2. 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

[Chorus:]
We're disposable teens (x3)
We're disposable
We're disposable teens (x3)
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 (x2)
And don't be surprised, don't be surprised
Don't be surprised when we destroy all of it

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
(x2)

[Chorus]




3. IRRESPONSIBLE HATE ANTHEM

I am so all-american, I'll sell you suicide
I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
I am not 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 jut kill everyone and let your god sort them out
Fuck it

[Chorus:]
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 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 (x4)

[Chorus]




4. 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




5. 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 you now
Nothing heals and nothing grows

[Chorus:]
Because it's a great big white world
And we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves, we used to love another
All my stiches 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 marry miscarry
And we pray just like insects
The world is so ugly now

[Chorus]




6. ROCK IS DEAD

All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys
Crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless
Worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living
For more safer dead

Anything to be loved

[Chorus:]
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that were fed
So fuck all your protests and put them to bed

God is on the T.V

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 be loved

[Chorus]

God is on the T.V




7. 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




8. 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
The 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.




9. TAINTED LOVE

Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
From the pain that you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
I've lost my lights
I toss and turn I can't sleep at night

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love

Now I know I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
You don't really want any more from me
To make things right
You need someone to hold you tight
You think love is to pray
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love

Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm going to pack my things and go
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love
Tainted love




10. 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

[Chorus:]
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?

[Chorus]




11. (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




12. 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




13. 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.




14. SWEET DREAMS - THE REFLECTING GOD

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.
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.
Sweet dreams are made of this.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.
I wanna use you and abuse you.
I wanna know what's inside you.
(Hold your head up, movin' on.
Keep your head up, movin' on.
hold your head up, movin' on.
Keep your head up, movin' on.
hold your head up, movin' on.
Keep your head up, movin' on.)
Movin' on!
Sweet dreams are made of this.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.
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

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

[Chorus:]
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

[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..




15. 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 a 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 (x8)

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 a world that doesn't give a shit

The death of one is a tragedy (x3)
But death of a million is just a statistic

But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
But I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
(x2)

Fight (x8)




16. 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

[Chorus:]
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]