Álbum Live de Marilyn Manson - Canciones

Live

2002 |

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White TrashVer letra 10:09

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letra de White Trash
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?

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.

White Trash get down on your knees;

Time for cake and sodomy.

White Trash get down on your knees;

Time for cake and sodomy.

Yeah....

White boy tryin' to get some behind:

"Who says date rape isn't kind?"

Who's he gonna go?

Who's he gonna please?

It don't matter,

As long as she's on her knees.

White Trash get down on your knees;

Time for cake and sodomy.

White Trash get down on your knees;

Time for cake and sodomy.
Dope HatVer letra 6:12

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letra de Dope Hat
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 the 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
LunchboxVer letra 10:00

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letra de Lunchbox
Bring me down

On we plow

The big 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 fucks with me

I got my pencils in my pocket, try to put me down

Wanna go out, gotta get out to the playground

Gonna throw down at the playground

I wanna go out

Next motherfucker gonna get my metal

Next motherfucker gonna get my metal

Next motherfucker gonna get my metal

Next motherfucker

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 fucks with me

Yeah

I wanna grow up

I wanna be a big rock and roll star

I wanna grow up

I wanna be

So no one fucks with me

I wanna grow up

I wanna be a big rock and roll star

I wanna grow up

I wanna be

So no one fucks with me
Misery MachineVer letra 5:30

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letra de 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 needles grow

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

The objects may be larger than they appear in the mirror

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...

Go home to your mother!

Doesn't she ever watch you?

Tell her this isn't some communist day care center

Tell your mother I hate her

Tell your mother I hate you!

...

I want my son off of your mailing list

I have already contacted the post office for your pornographic material that has been received in the mail

My next stop is my attorney

I do not want this number called anymore and I do not want anything delivered to my address

If I receive anything else from this band or this group, my next phone call will be my attorney and you will be contacted

Thank you and good bye
Thrift 6:44
CyclopsVer letra 4:02

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letra de Cyclops
Cyclops woman got one eye in her head

Mascara 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

Dialate, dialate

She can't see nothing, nothing at all

She can't see nothing, nothing at all

Dialate, dialate
My MonkeyVer letra 6:20

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letra de 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 be forever

I had a little monkey

I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread

Along came a choo-choo and knocked my monkey coo-coo

And now my monkey's dead

Poor little monkey

Make you... break you... make you... break you... look out

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 and I sent him to the country

And I fed him on gingerbread

Along came a choo-choo and knocked my monkey coo-coo

And now my monkey's dead

The primate's scream of consonance is a reflection

Of his own mind's dissonance
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