SOME  OF THEM WANT TO ABUSE YOU!!
 

                                                                                
 
 

MECHANICAL ANIMALS

ANTICHRIST SUPERSTAR

SMELLS LIKE CHILDREN

PORTRAIT OF AN AMERICAN FAMILY
 

                                    

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 f**king gone

                     But I'm not attached to you now
                     Nothing heals and nothing grows

                     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

                     Because it's a great big white world and we are drained of our colors
                     (chorus repeat)
 

                     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)
 

                     MECHANICAL ANIMALS

                     We were neurophobic and perfect
                     the day that we lost our souls
                     machines that wished they were human
                     If they cry they will rust
                     And I was a hand grenade
                     That never stopped exploding
                     You were automatic and as hollow as the "o" in god

                     I am never gonna be the one for you
                     I am never gonna save the world from you
                     But they'll never be good for you
                     Or bad to you
                     They'll never be anything
                     Anything at all

                     You were my mechanical bride
                     You were phenobarbidoll
                     A manniqueen of depression
                     With the face of a dead star
                     And I was a hand grenade
                     That never stopped exploding
                     You were automatic and as hollow as the "o" in god

                     I am never gonna be the one for you(chorus repeat)

                     This isn't me I'm not mechanical
                     I'm just a boy playing the suicide king
 

                     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

                     Rock is deader than dead
                     Shock is all in your head
                     Your sex and your dope is all that were fed
                     So f**k 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

                     Rock is deader than dead (chorus repeat)

                     God is on the T.V.
 

                     DISASSOCIATIVE

                     I can tell you what they say in space
                     That our earth is too grey
                     But when the spirit is so digital
                     The body acts this way
                     That world aws killing me
                     That world was killing me
                     Disassociative

                     The nervous systems down, the nervous systems down

                     I know

                     I can never get out of here
                     I don't want to just float in fear
                     A dead astronaut in space

                     Sometimes we walk like we were shot through our heads, my love
                     We write our song in space like we are already dead and gone
                     Your world was killing me
                     Your world was killing me
                     Disassociative
                     Your world was killing me
                     Your world was killing me
                     Disassociative

                     I can never get out of here
                     I don't want to just float in fear
                     A dead astronaut in space
                     The nervous systems down, the nervous systems down
                     I know
 

                     SPEED OF PAIN

                     They slit our throats
                     Like we were flowers
                     And our milk has been devoured

                     When you want it
                     It goes away too fast
                     When you hate it
                     It always seems to last
                     But just remember when you think you're free
                     The crack inside you f**king heart is me

                     (thought, not spoken): I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day

                     I wish I could sleep
                     But I can't lay on my back
                     Because ther's a knife
                     For everyday that I've known you

                     When you want it
                     it goes away yoo fast
                     When you hate it
                     It always seems to last
                     But just remember when you think you're free
                     The crack inside your fucking heart is me

                     (thought, not spoken): I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day

                     Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
                     I would
                     Lie with me, die with me, give to me
                     I would
                     Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair
                     I hope at least we die holding hands for always
 

                     POSTHUMAN

                     She's got eyes like Zapruder
                     And a mouth like heroin
                     She wants me to be perfect like Kennedy
                     This isn't god, this isn't god
                     God is just a statistic
                     God is just a statistic
                     Say "show me the dead stars
                     All of them sing."
                     This is a riot
                     Religious and clean

                     God is a number you cannot count to
                     You are posthuman and hardwired

                     She's pilgrim and pagan
                     Softworn and so-cial
                     In all of her dreams
                     She's a saint like Jackie O

                     This isn't god, this isn't god
                     God is just a statistic
                     (chorus repeat)

                     Coma white:
                     "All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold."
 

                     I WANT TO DISAPPEAR

                     Look at me now I've got no religion
                     Look at me now I'm so vacant
                     Look at me now I was a virgin
                     Look at me now grew up to be a whore
                     And I want it
                     I believe it
                     I'm a million different things
                     And not one you know

                     Hey and our mommies are lost now
                     Hey, daddy's someone else
                     Hey, we love the abuse
                     Because it makes us feel like we are needed now
                     But I know
                     I wanna disappear

                     I wanna die young and sell my soul
                     Use up all your drugs and make me come
                     Yesterday man, I was a nihilist and now today
                     I'm too f**king bored by the time I'm old enough
                     I won't know anything at all

                     Hay, and our mommies are lost now
                     (chorus repeat)

                     I DON'T LIKE THE DRUGS (BUT THE DRUGS LIKE ME)

                     Norm life baby "we're white and oh so hetero and our sex is missionary."
                     Norm life baby "we're quitters and we're sober our confessions will be televised."

                     You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
                     Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all

                     I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
                     I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs

                     Norm life baby "our god is white and unforgiving we're piss tested and we're praying."
                     Norm life baby "I'm just a sample of a soul made to look just like a human being."

                     Norm life baby "we're rehabbed and we're ready dor our 15 minutes of shame."
                     Norm life baby "we're talkshown and we're poiting just like christians at a suicide."

                     You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
                     Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all
                     I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
                     I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs

                     NEW MODEL NO. 15

                     I'm as fake as e wedding cake
                     And I'm Vague and I know that I'm homopolitan
                     Pitifully predictable
                     Correctly political

                     I'm the new, I'm the new, new model
                     I've got nothing inside
                     Better in the head and in bed
                     At the office
                     I can suck and I smile
                     New, new, new model

                     I can choke and diet on coke
                     I'm Spun and I know
                     That I'm Stoned and Rolling

                     Lifelike and poseable
                     Hopeless and disposable

                     I'm the new, I'm the new, new model
                     I've got nothing inside
                     Better in the head and in bed
                     At the office
                     I can suck and I smile
                     New, new, new model

                     Don't let them know how far you go
                     Or that you use you "lovers"
                     Oh look, you're like a VCR
                     Stick something in to know
                     Just who you are you

                     New, new, new model

                     USER FRIENDLY

                     Use me when you want to come
                     I've bled just to have your touch
                     When I'm in you I want to die

                     User friendly f88king dopestar obscene
                     Will you die when you're high
                     You'd never die just for me
                     She says,
                     "I'm not in love, but I'm gonna f**k you
                     'til somebody better comes along."

                     Use me like I was a whore
                     Relationships are such a bore
                     Deleted the ones that you've f**ked

                     User friendly fucking dopestar obscene
                     Will you die when you're high
                     You'd never die just for me
                     She says,
                     "I'm not in love, but I'm gonna f**k you
                     'til somebody better comes along."

                     FUNDAMENTALLY LOATHSOME

                     I want to wake up in your white, white sun
                     I want to wake up in your world with no pain
                     But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday
                     While you are numb all of the way

                     When you hate it you know you can feel but
                     When you love it you know it's not real
                     No
                     And I am resigned to this wicked f**king world
                     On its way to hell
                     The living are dead and
                     I hope to join them too
                     I know what to do and I di it well...

                     When you hate it you know you can feel but
                     When you love it you know it's not real
                     No

                     Shoot myself to love you
                     If I loved myself I'd be shooting you

                     THE LAST DAY ON EARTH

                     Yesterday was a million years ago
                     In all my past lives I played an asshole
                     Now I found you, it's almost too late
                     And this earth seems obliviating
                     We are trembling in our crutches
                     High and dead our skin is glass
                     I'm so empty here without
                     I crack and split my xerox hands

                     I know it's the last day on earth
                     We'll be together while the planet dies
                     I know it's the last day on earth
                     We'll never say goodbye

                     The dogs slaughter each other softly
                     Love burns it's casualties
                     We are damaged provider modules
                     Spill the seeds at our children's feet
                     I'm so empty here without you
                     I know they want me dead

                     I know it's the last day on earth (chorus repeat)

                     COMA WHITE

                     Something is cold and blank behind her smile
                     She's standing on an overpass
                     In her miracle mile
                     (coma):
                     "You were from a perfect world
                     A world that threw me away today
                     Today to run away"

                     A pill to make you numb
                     A pill to make you dumb
                     A pill to make you anybody else
                     But all the drugs in this world
                     Won't save her from herself

                     Her mouth was an empty cut
                     And she was waiting to fall
                     Just bleeding like a polaroid that
                     Lost all her dolls
                     (coma):
                     "You were from a perfect world
                     A world that threw me away today
                     Today to run away"

                     A pill to make you numb
                     A pill to make you dumb
                     (chorus repeat)

                     "hidden track from mechanical animals"
                     manson/gacy

                     at the end
                     i became them.
                     after all, none of us really qualified as humans.
                     we were just hard-worn,
                     automatic,
                     and as hollow as the 'o' in god.
                     i re-attached my emotions:
                     cellular,
                     narcotic.
                     from the top of hollywood,
                     it looked like space:
                     millions of capsules
                     and mechanical animals.
                     the city filled with dead stars
                     and the girl i had known
                     had gone white.

                     this is my omega.
 
 

                                                                                    

Irresponsible Hate Anthem

                      I am so all-american, I'd sell you suicide
                      I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes
                      I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
                      I am the animal who will not be himself
                      f**k 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
                      f**k it
                      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 hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
                      I am the idiot who will not be himself
                      f**k it
                      (chorus)

                      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
                      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 motherf**ker
                      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)

                      Dried Up, Tied and Dead to the World

                      you cut off all of your fingers
                      trade them in for dollar bills
                      cake on some more make-up to
                      cover up all those lines
                      wake up and stop shaking
                      don't you want some of this?
                      don't you need some of this?
                      you take but cannot be given
                      you ride but cannot be ridden
                      pinch this tiny heart of mine
                      wrap it up in soiled twine
                      you never read what you've written
                      I'll be your lover, i'll be forever
                      I'll be tomorrow, i am anything when i'm high
                      don't you want some of this?
                      don't you need some of this?
                      you shove your hair down my throat
                      i feel your fingers in me
                      tear this bitter fruit to mess
                      and wrap it in your soiled dress
                      now you must spit out the seeds
                      (chorus)
                      all dried up and tied up forever
                      all f**ked up and dead to the world...

                      Tourniquet

                      she's made of hair and bone and little teeth
                      and things I cannot speak
                      she comes on like a crippled plaything
                      spine is just a string
                      I wrapped our love in all this foil
                      silver-tight like spider legs
                      I never wanted it to ever spoil
                      but flies will always lay their eggs
                      Take your hatred out on me
                      make your victim my head
                      you never ever believed in me
                      I am your tourniquet
                      prosthetic synthesis with butterfly
                      sealed up with virgin stitch
                      if it hurts, just tell me
                      preserve the innocence
                      I never wanted it to end this way
                      but flies will lay their eggs

                      Little Horn

                      there's an apple in the pussy mouth
                      now I am the dinner whore
                      there's a tumor in the t.v. mouth
                      burn it out before it grows
                      someone better get the dog to kick,
                      jaws wired shut to save the dick
                      out of the bottomless pit comes the little horn
                      "little horn is born"
                      the world spreads its legs for another star
                      world shows its face for another scar
                      dead will dance for what is left
                      the worms will wait with baited breath
                      "your blind have now become my deaf"
                      so says this little horn
                      "save yourself from this..."
                      (chorus)

                      Cryptorchid

                      Each time i make my mother cry an
                      angel dies and falls from heaven
                      when the boy is still a worm it's hard to
                      learn the number seven
                      but when they get to you
                      it's the first thing that they do
                      each time I look outside
                      my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape
                      when the worm consumes the boy it's never
                      considered rape
                      when they get to you
                      prick your finger it is done...
                      the moon has now eclipsed the sun...
                      the angel has spread its wings...
                      the time has come for bitter things...

                      Deformography

                      when you wish upon a star
                      don't let yourself fall, fall in too hard
                      I fell into you and I'm on my back
                      an insect decaying in your little trap
                      I squirm into you, now I'm in your gut
                      I fell into you, now I'm in a rut
                      "i lift you up like the sweetest angel,
                      i'll tear you down like a whore.
                      i will bury your god in my warm spit,
                      you'll be deformed in your porn"
                      rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
                      rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
                      you eat up my heart and all the little parts
                      your star is so sharp
                      it leaves me jagged holes
                      I make myself sick just to poison you
                      if I can't have you then no one will
                      (chorus)
                      you are the one i want and what i want is so unreal
                      i'm such a dirty Rock star yeah...
                      (i am the one you want and the one you want is so unreal)

                      Wormboy

                      when will realize you're already there?
                      so watered down-your feelings have turned to mud.
                      "love everybody" is destroying the value of
                      all hate has got me nowhere
                      I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping
                      away
                      oh no, it is everything they said it was
                      oh no, I am everything they said I was
                      when you you get to heaven you will wish you you're in hell
                      when will you realize, you're already here
                      you'll think us now that you have crossed over
                      don't pick the scabs or you will never heal
                      the world shudders as the worm gets its wings
                      (chorus)
                      then i got my wings and i never even knew it
                      when i was a worm, thought i wouldn't get through it...

                      Mister Superstar

                      Hey. Mr. Superstar:
                      "I'll do anyhting for you"
                      "I'm your number one fan"
                      hey mr. porno star, I, I, I, I want you
                      hey mr. sickly star,
                      I want to get sick from you
                      hey mr. fallen star,
                      don't you know I worship you?
                      hey mr. big rock star,
                      "I wanna grow up just like you"
                      I know that I can turn you on
                      I wish I could just turn you off
                      I never wanted this
                      hey mr. superhate,
                      I just want to love you
                      hey, hey, hey mr. superf**k,
                      I wanna go down on you
                      hey mr. supergod,
                      will you answer my prayers?
                      hey, hey, hey mr. superman,
                      I want to be your little girl
                      (chorus)
                      hey mr. superstar,
                      I'll kill myself for you
                      hey mr. superstar,
                      I'll kill you if I can't have you
                      superstar, superf**k baby...

                      Angel With the Scabbed Wings

                      he is the angel with the scabbed wings
                      hard-drug face, want to powder his nose
                      he will deflower the freshest crop
                      dry up all the wombswith his rock and roll sores
                      dead
                      is what he is, he does what he please
                      the things that he has you'll never want to see
                      what you're never gonna be now
                      sketch a little keyholefor looking-glass people
                      you don't want to be him
                      you only want to see him
                      mommy's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow
                      man can't always reap what he sow
                      "he is the maker"
                      (he is the taker)
                      "he is the saviour"
                      (he is the raper)
                      (verse 2)
                      (chorus)
                      get back you're never gonna leave him
                      get back you're always gonna please him

                      Kinderfeld

                      he lives inside my mouth
                      and tells me what to say
                      when he turns the trains
                      on he makes it go away
                      the hands are cracked and dirty and
                      the nails are beetle wings
                      when he turns the trains on he
                      unties all of the strings
                      The worm: "tell me something beautiful,
                      tell me something free,
                      tell me something beautiful
                      and i wish that i could be."
                      (then i got my wings and i never even knew it,
                      when i was a worm, thought i couldn't get through it)
                      Jack: (not spoken) come, come
                      the toys all smell like children
                      and scab-knees will obey
                      i'll just have to kneel on broomsticks
                      just to make it go away
                      [the inauguration of the worm]
                      (then i got my wings and i never even knew it,
                      when i was a worm, thought i couldn't get through it)

                      a voice we have not yet heard: "because today
                      is black/because there is no turning back.
                      because your lies have watered me/
                      i have become the strongest weed" weed...
                      through jack's eyes:
                      the taste of metal
                      disintegrator
                      three holes upon the leather belt
                      it's cut and swollen
                      and the age is swollen
                      boy: " there's no one here to save ourself."
                      the disintegrator: (to himself)
                      this is what you should fear
                      you are what you should fear

                      Antichrist Superstar

                      you built me up with your wishing hell
                      I didn't have to sell you
                      you threw your money in the pissing well
                      you do just what they tell you
                      REPENT, that's what I'm talking about
                      i shed the skin to feed the fake
                      REPENT, that's what I'm talking about
                      whose mistake am i anyway?
                      Cut the head off
                      Grows back hard
                      I am the hydra
                      now you'll see your star
                      prick your finger it is done
                      the moon has now eclipsed the sun
                      the angel has spread its wings
                      the time has come for bitter things (chorus)
                      the time has come it is quite clear
                      our antichrist
                      is almost here...
                      it is done

                      1996

                      anti choice
                      anti girl
                      I am the anti-flag unfurled
                      anti white and anti law
                      I got the anti-future plan
                      anti fascist
                      anti mod
                      I am the anti-music god
                      anti sober
                      anti whore
                      there will never be enough of anti more
                      I can't believe in the things
                      that don't believe in me
                      now it's your turn to see misanthropy
                      anti people now you've gone too far
                      here's your antichrist superstar
                      anti money
                      anti hate
                      anti things I f**ked and ate
                      anti cop
                      anti fun
                      here is my anti-president gun
                      anti Satan
                      anti black
                      anti world is on my back
                      anti gay and anti dope
                      I am the faggot anti-pope
                      (bridge)
                      (chorus)
                      anti peace
                      anti life
                      anti husband, anti wife
                      anti song and anti me
                      I don't deserve a chance to be
                      (chorus)

                      The Minute of Decay

                      there's not much left to love
                      tootired today to hate
                      I feel the empty
                      I feel the minute of decay
                      I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
                      I'm on my way down
                      I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
                      I'm on my way down
                      the minute that it's born
                      it begins to die
                      I'd love to just give in,
                      I'd love to live this lie
                      I've been to black and back
                      I've whited out my name
                      a lack of pain, a lack of hope,
                      a lack of anything to say
                      there is no cure for what is killing me
                      I'm on my way down
                      I've looked ahead and saw a
                      world that's dead
                      I guess that I am too
                      (chorus)
                      I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me...

                      The Reflecting God

                      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
                      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
                      (bridge)
                      (chorus)
                      "each thing i show you is a piece of my death"
                      shoot shoot shoot motherf**ker
                      no salvation, no forgiveness
                      "this is beyond your experience"
                      forgiveness...

                      Man That You Fear

                      the ants are in the sugar
                      the muscles atrophied
                      we're on the other side, the screen is us and we're t.v.
                      spread me open,
                      sticking to my pointy ribs
                      are all your infants in abortion cribs
                      I was born into this
                      everything turns to shit
                      the boy that you loved is the man that you fear
                      pray until your number,
                      asleep from all your pain,
                      your apple has been rotting
                      tomorrow's turned up dead
                      i have it all and i have no choice but to
                      i'll make everyone pay and you will see
                      you can kill yourself now
                      because you're dead
                      in my mind
                      the boy that you loved is the monster you fear
                      peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
                      you've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
                      pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
                      pray your life was just a dream
                      the cut that never heals
                      pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
                      (I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
                      pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed
                      someone had to go this far
                      I was born into this
                      everything turns to shit
                      the boy that you loved is the man that you fear
                      peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
                      you've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
                      pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
                      pray your life was just a dream
                      the cut that never heals
                      pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
                      the world in my hands, there's no one left to hear you scream
                      there's no one left for you

                      Track 99

                      electronic voice: "go ahead and date a dead messiah, we can dig another grave"

                      Listen there is something that saved my name
                      if you arent hearing this there is nothing I can do
                      something was grown in my chest
                      and I've suffered andI've survived
                      I followed
                      its been dormant for many years
                      I'm only trying to save you
                      but I cannot come to save you
                      but this is what you deserve
                      this is what we deserve
                      this is something your Lord got upon the cross
                      we did not offend none who were not offended
                      you are not a victim
                      and you are not an offender
                      we all have cut off our names
                      but i know a flaw in my name
                      these are the dying years
                      these are the dying years
                      when you are suffering
                      know that I have betrayed you.

                                                                                              

6. SWEET DREAMS

                            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.
 

                            9. I PUT A SPELL ON 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 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.
                            Yeah.
                            (Screaming To End)
 

                            13. WHITE TRASH (Remixed by Tony F. Wiggins)

                            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)
 

                            15. ROCK & ROLL NIGGER

                            And the world spreads its legs....
                            And the world spreads its legs
                            For another f**kin' 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.
                            (Repeat)
                            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!
                            F**k you! F**k you! F**k you!
                            F**K YOU!
 
 
 

                                                                        
 

                            1. Prelude (the family trip)

                      There's no earthly way of knowing
                      Which direction we are going
                      There's no knowing where we're rowing
                      Or which way the river's flowing
                      Is it raining?
                      Is it snowing?
                      Is a hurricane a-blowing?
                      Not a speck of light is showing
                      So the danger must be growing!
                      Are the fires of hell a-glowing?
                      Is the grisly reaper mowing?
                      Yes!
                      The danger must be growing!
                      'Cause the rowers keep on rowing,
                      and they're certainly not showing,
                      Any signs that they are slowing!
                      STOP THE BOAT!

                      2. CAKE AND SODOMY

                      i am the god of f**k, i am the god of f**k
                      virgins sold in quantity, herded by heredity
                      red-neck-burn-out-mid-west-mind, "who said date rape isn't kind?"
                      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
                      time for cake and sodomy
                      (i am the god of fuck, i am the god of fuck)
                      vcr's and vaseline, tv-f**ked by plastic queens
                      cash in hand and dick on screen, who said god was ever clean?
                      bible-belt round anglo waist, putting sinners in their place
                      yeah, right, great, if you're so good explain the shit stains on your face
                      white trash get down on your knees, time for cake and sodomy
                      time for cake and sodomy

                      3. LUNCHBOX

                      on we plow
                      the bug 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 f**ks with me
                      i got the pencil in my pocket, try to put me down
                      wanna go out, gotta get down
                      to the playground, gonna throw down at the playground
                      i wanna go out
                      next mother f**ker gonna get my metal
                      next mother f**ker gonna get my metal
                      next mother f**ker gonna get my metal
                      next mother f**ker
                      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 f**ks with me

                      4. ORGAN GRINDER

                      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
                      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 skin's 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 f**king mask because you cannot handle me
                      here is my real head

                      5. CYCLOPS

                      cyclops woman got one eye in her head
                      mascera-clotted vision she is fed
                      cyclops woman can't see nothing at all
                      she got a pin-prick-spiral hole
                      she can't see nothing, nothing at all
                      she can't see nothing, nothing at all
                      cyclops woman dying in her shell
                      guilt got her trapped in nailed in well
                      cyclops woman is the eye of the world
                      who's reflection's in the retina?
                      she can't see nothing, nothing at all
                      she can't see nothing, nothing at all
                      dilate, dilate

                      6. 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

                      7. 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 f**k 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 f**k 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

                      8. WRAPPED IN PLASTIC

                      guilt is a snake we beat with a rake
                      to grow in our kitchen in the pies we bake
                      feed it to us squirm in our bellies
                      twisting our guts make our spines to jelly
                      stay, don't want to go now
                      drove the children from their chores
                      handcrafted housewives into whores
                      fear of the beast is calling it near
                      creating what we're hating, it's only fear that is hear
                      stay, don't want to go now
                      come into our home, won't you stay?
                      i know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic
                      come into our home, won't you stay?
                      i know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic
                      i'm only as deep as the self that i dig
                      i'm only as sick as the stick in the pig
                      thin and so white, thin and so white
                      daddy tells the daughter
                      while mommy's sleeping at night
                      to wash away sin you must take off your skin
                      the righteous father wears the yellowest grin
                      "don't wanna go now'
                      stay, don't wanna go now, stay, don't wanna go now
                      come into our home, won't you stay?
                      i know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic

                      9. DOGMA

                      burn the witches, burn the witches, don't take time to sew your stitches
                      burn the witches, burn the witches
                      good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor
                      you cannot sedate all the things you hate
                      burn your bridges, burn your bridges, don't take time to sew your stitches
                      burn your bridges, burn your bridges
                      good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor
                      i don't need your hate, i decide my fate
                      you cannot sedate all the things you rape

                      10. SWEET TOOTH

                      her heart shivers in my hand
                      she's melting on me like cotton candy
                      i make the faces that make you cry
                      i want you more when you're afraid of
                      my disease, disease is draining me
                      anymore you're not so "pretty please"
                      disease, disease is draining me
                      i want you more when you're afraid of me
                      i will break you inside out
                      you are mine, you are mine
                      i will break you inside out
                      you are mine, you are mine
                      her hair hangs in swollen strings
                      i'm choking on her it feels so sickening
                      i make the faces that make you cry
                      i want you more when you're afraid of
                      my disease, disease is draining me
                      anymore you're not so "pretty please"
                      disease, disease is draining me
                      i want you more when you're afraid of me
                      i will break you inside out
                      you are mine, you are mine

                      11. SNAKE EYES AND SISSIES

                      wrench is just a household god but i carry mine with pride
                      i don't work but i can work with it to split your smile
                      run you down without a twitch, your car's just as big as mine
                      tear the son out of your bitch and sprinkle your remains with lime
                      i ain't no workin' man, i use up all i can, i got the slacker's hand
                      my afternoon's remote control
                      daydream milk and genocide
                      tranquility with broken knees, silly putty enemies
                      butter knife in your side
                      what i got i got for free, middle finger technology
                      what's yours is mine, yours is mine, told you f**ker, yours is mine
                      snake eyes for sissies
                      i ain't no workin' man, i do the best i can, i got the devil's hand
                      rollin' sixes
                      i am the habit man, i use up all i can, i got the slacker's hand
                      i am the pedophile's dream
                      a messianic peter pan
                      just a boy, just a boy, just a little f**king boy, i can never be a man
                      i ain't no workin' man, i do the best i can, i got the devil's hand
                      rollin' sixes
                      i am the habit man, i use up all i can, i got the slacker's hand
                      i ain't no workin' man, i do the best i can, i got the devil's hand
                      i am the habit man, i use up all i can, i got the slacker's hand
                      (oh no, oh no)

                      12. MY MONKEY

                      i had a little monkey
                      i sent him to the country and i fed him on gingerbread
                      along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
                      and now my monkey's dead
                      at least he looks that way, but then again don't we all
                      (what i make is what i am, i can't live forever)
                      i had a little monkey
                      i sent him to the country and i fed him on gingerbread
                      along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
                      and now my monkey's dead
                      poor little monkey
                      "make you...break you...make you...break you...lookout"
                      (what i make is what i am, i can't live forever)
                      we are our own wicked gods
                      with little "g's" and big dicks
                      sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise
                      i had a little monkey
                      i sent him to the country and i fed him on gingerbread
                      along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
                      and now my monkey's dead
                      the primate's scream of consonance is a reflection
                      of his mind's own dissonance

                      13. MISERY MACHINE

                      man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666
                      we wanna go, crush the slow, as the pitchfork bends the needle grows
                      my arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
                      we're gonna ride to the abbey of thelema, to the abbey of thelema
                      blood is pavement
                      the grill in the front is my sinister grin, bugs in my teeth make me
                      sick, sick, sick
                      my arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
                      we're gonna ride to the abbey of thelema, to the abbey of thelema
                      blood is pavement
                      "when you ride you're ridden, when you ride you're ridden"
                      i am fueled by filth and fury
                      do what i will, i will hurry there, there
                      my arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, blood is pavement
                      blood is pavement