Álbum The Golden Age of Grotesque de Marilyn Manson - Canciones

The Golden Age of Grotesque

Listado de canciones del álbum The Golden Age of Grotesque

  1. Theater
  2. This Is The New Sh*t
  3. mOBSCENEVer letra 3:25

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    letra de mOBSCENE

    Ladies and gentlemen

    We are the things 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



    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



    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

    They 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



    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



    Be obscene, be be obscene

    Be obscene, baby, and not heard

    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



    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 obscene! Be be obscene!



    Be obscene, be be obscene

    Be obscene, baby, and not heard

    Be obscene, be be obscene

    Be obscene, baby, and not heard



    Bang bang bang bang bang

  4. Doll-Dagga Buzz-Buzz Ziggety-ZagVer letra 4:10

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    letra de Doll-Dagga Buzz-Buzz Ziggety-Zag

    Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
    Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
    Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
    Godmod grotesque burlesque drag

    All the goose step girlies
    with the cursive faces
    We know it's all Braile beneath their skirts
    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 grotesque burlesque drag
    Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
    Godmod grotesque burlesque 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 one 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 grotesque burlesque drag
    Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
    Godmod grotesque burlesque 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 one of us!)
    GO GO GO - Throw your shapes doppelgangers
    You're one of us!

    GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!

    And all the thug rock kids GO!
    And all the punk god angels GO!
    You're one of us now, You're one of us
    So GO! GO! GO!
    And all the thug rock kids GO!
    And all the punk god angels GO!
    You're one of us now, You're one of us
    So GO! GO! GO!
    Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
    Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
    Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
    Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
    Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
    Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
    Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
    Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
    You're one of us!

  5. Use Your Fist And Not Your MouthVer letra 3:34

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    letra de Use Your Fist And Not Your Mouth

    Come on, come on!
    Come on, come on!

    I am overground, outselling it
    Since God thinks I don't exist
    The beatings happen per minute
    This is not blue collar white corrective politics
    I'm on an 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! 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! Come on, come on!)

    I'm on a campaign for pain
    And when I get elected
    I'll wipe the white off 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! 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! 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 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 hands are fists
    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! 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! 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! 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! 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 even be myself

  6. The Golden Age Of GrotesqueVer letra 4:05

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    letra de The Golden Age Of Grotesque

    All our monkeys have monkeys
    we drive our deathcrush diamond Jaguar Limosines
    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 Gogh's missing ear
    You say what you want but filth is all that they hear
    I've got the jigger to make all you bigger
    Ladies und gentlemen
    So drop your pissroom mate, 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 Irons, 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, la la lah
    We sing la la, la la, lah
    La la, la la, la la, lah
    We sing la la, la la, la la lah

  7. (s)AINTVer letra 3:42

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    letra de (s)AINT

    I don't care if your world is ending today
    Because 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 that's missing is a bitch like you

    You wanted perfect
    You got your perfect
    But now I'm too perfect for someone like you
    I was a dandy in your ghetto with
    A snow white smile and you'll
    Never be as perfect 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 perfect
    You got your perfect
    But now I'm too perfect for someone like you
    I was a dandy in your ghetto with
    A snow white smile and you'll
    Never be as perfect 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 that's missing is "U"
    I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
    And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like you
    I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
    And the only thing that's 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
    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

  8. Ka-Boom Ka-BoomVer letra 4:02

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    letra de Ka-Boom Ka-Boom

    We're a death-marching band
    Peter Pan off the wagon
    Entertain but never trust anyone sober.
    We're tasteless but taste good
    My (S)top Hat's top hat(ed)
    Unsafe cheerleaders with
    Porn poms and pipe bombs

    I won't do it with you
    I'll do it to you
    I hope this hook gets caught in your mouth
    I won't do it with you
    I'll do it you
    Don't say no
    Just say now

    I like a big car, cause
    I'm a big star
    I make a big rock and roll hit
    I'd like to love you
    but my heart is a sore
    I am, I am, I am so yours
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    I'd like to la la la la love you
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    I'd like to la la la la love you

    I'm the leader of the club
    And I've shrugged off my mouse ears
    We fly No-Class Dumbo jets
    And drive hardcore-vettes
    We fight war with drugs
    And our sex always formal
    We wear lawsuits when
    We get high high high

    I won't do it with you
    I'll do it to you
    I hope this hook gets caught in your mouth
    I won't do it with you
    I'll do it you
    Don't say no
    Just say now

    I like a big car, cause
    I'm a big star
    I make a big rock and roll hit
    I'd like to love you
    but my heart is a sore
    I am, I am, I am so yours
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    I'd like to la la la la love you
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    Ka-boom, ka-boom
    I'd like to la la la la love you

    "Inhale, exhale, let's all hail"
    It's a depraved new world
    "Inhale, exhale, let's all hail"
    It's a depraved new world
    After all

    I like a big car, cause
    I'm a big star
    I make a big rock and roll hit
    I'd like to love you
    but my heart is a sore
    I am, I am, I am so yours
    I am a big car and
    I'm a strip bar
    You call it fake,
    I call it, "good as it gets."
    Nothing in this world is for real
    Except you are for me and
    I am so yours
    Ka-boom ka-boom

  9. SlutgardenVer letra 4:06

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    letra de Slutgarden

    I'll pretend that I want you
    For what is on the inside
    But when I get inside,
    I'll just want to get out
    I'm your first and last deposit
    Through sickness and in hell
    I'll never promise you a garden
    You'll just water me down
    I can't believe that you are for real
    But I don't care as long as you're mine

    When I said we
    you know I meant me and
    When I said sweet
    I meant dirty (hey, hey)
    When I said we
    you know I meant me and
    When I said sweet
    I meant dirty (hey, hey)

    I'm unsafe, I'm unsafe
    I won't repent and so
    I memorize the words to the porno movies
    It's the only thing I want to believe
    I memorize the words to the porno movies
    This is a new religion to me

    I'm a VCR funeral of
    Dead-memory waste and
    My smile is a chainlink fence
    that I have put up
    I love the enemy, my love is thee enemy
    They say they don't want fame
    But they get famous
    When we fuck

    When I said we
    you know I meant me and
    When I said sweet
    I meant dirty (hey, hey)
    When I said we
    you know I meant me and
    When I said sweet
    I meant dirty (hey, hey)

    I'm unsafe, I'm unsafe
    I won't repent and so
    I memorize the words to the porno movies
    It's the only thing I want to believe
    I memorize the words to the porno movies
    This is a new religion to me

    I never believed the devil was real
    But god couldn't make someone filthy as you

    When I said we
    you know I meant me and
    When I said sweet
    I meant dirty (hey, hey)
    When I said we
    you know I meant me and
    When I said sweet
    I meant dirty (hey, hey)
    When I said we
    you know I meant me and
    When I said sweet
    I meant dirty (hey, hey)
    When I said we
    you know I meant me and
    When I said sweet
    I meant dirty (hey, hey)

    You are the church
    I am the steeple,
    When we fuck
    We're all god's people
    You are the church
    I am the steeple,
    When we fuck
    We're all god's people

  10. SpadeVer letra

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    letra de Spade

    The beauty spot was borrowed and
    Now my sweet knife rusts tomorrow.
    I'm a confession that is waiting to be heard.

    Burn your empty rain down on me
    Whisper your deathbeat so softly
    We bend our knees
    At the altar of my ego

    You drained my heart
    And made a spade
    But there's still traces of me
    in your veins
    You drained my heart
    And made a spade
    But there's still traces of me
    in your veins

    All my lilies' mouths are open
    Like they're begging for dope
    And hoping
    Their bitter petal chant,
    "We can kick, you won't be back."

    I'm a diamond that is tired
    Of all the faces I've acquired
    We must secure the shadow
    Ere the substance fades

    You drained my heart
    And made a spade
    But there's still traces of me
    in your veins
    You drained my heart
    And made a spade
    But there's still traces of me
    in your veins
    And we said 'til we die
    And we said 'til we die

  11. Para-noirVer letra 6:01

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    letra de Para-noir

    I fuck you because you're famous

    I fuck you for your money

    I fuck you to control you

    I fuck you so someday I can have half of everything you own

    I fuck you to fuck you over

    I fuck you 'til I find someone better

    I fuck you in secret

    I fuck you because I can't remember if I already fucked you before

    I fuck you out of boredom

    I fuck you because I can't feel it anyway

    I fuck you to make the pain go away



    [Manson:]

    Fuck you because I loved you

    Fuck you for loving you too

    I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do

    Fuck you because I loved you

    Fuck you for loving you too

    I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do

    HATE YOU THE WAY I DO



    I fuck you so I can feel something instead of nothing at all

    I fuck you because you're beautiful

    I fuck you because you're my nigger

    I fuck you because I am your whore

    I fuck you because you are a whore

    I fuck you for fun

    I fuck you for fun

    I fuck you because I can

    I fuck you so I have a place to stay

    I fuck you so you will protect me



    [Manson:]

    Fuck you because I loved you

    Fuck you for loving you too

    I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do

    Fuck you because I loved you

    Fuck you for loving you too

    I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do

    HATE YOU THE WAY I DO

  12. The Bright Young ThingsVer letra 4:19

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    letra de The Bright Young Things

    We'll be the worms in your apple pie
    Fake abuse for our bios
    Blacken our own eyes
    The grass isn't greener on the other side
    We set it on fire
    And we have no reason why.
    We set fashion, not follow
    Spit vitriol, not swallow
    We set fashion, not follow
    Spit vitriol, not swallow
    We're
    Good for nothing but being
    Everything that's bad
    Good for nothing but being
    Everything that's bad
    We know who we are and what we want to say
    And we don't care who's listening
    We don't rebel to sell
    It just suits us well
    We're the bright young things
    I've got my villain necktie
    And a mouth of hi-fi
    So sharp, I'm bleeding
    from my Judas Hole
    I'm the Arch Dandy
    No-goodnik and I'm headed
    For Crashville.
    I'm most monster with my groan box
    In the "Meat Show."
    We set fashion, not follow
    Spit vitriol, not swallow
    We set fashion, not follow
    Spit vitriol, not swallow
    Good for nothing but being
    Everything that's bad
    Good for nothing but being
    Everything that's bad
    We know who we are and what we want to say
    And we don't care who's listening
    We don't rebel to sell
    It just suits us well
    We're the bright young things

    Crashing the ether
    We've got the loudest stereotype
    Even neophytes deep 6 your pro-life.
    We don't need to move a single prayer bone
    We're so beautiful and damned
    Simply as a "still life."

    Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
    Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
    Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
    Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause

    Stop the song and remember what you used to be
    Somebody that could fucking impress me

    We know who we are and what we want to say
    And we don't care who's listening
    We don't rebel to sell
    It just suits us well
    We're the bright young things

    We know who we are and what we want to say
    And we don't care who's listening
    We don't rebel to sell
    It just suits us well
    We're the bright young things
    Good for nothing but being
    Everything that's bad
    Good for nothing but being
    Everything that's bad

  13. Better Of Two EvilsVer letra 3:48

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    letra de Better Of Two Evils

    Haters call me bitch
    Call me faggot call me Whitey
    But I am something that you'll never be
    (Hey)

    I won't look prettier if I smile for the picture
    Motherfuckers never liked me then and they
    Sure won't like me now
    Don't try to drag me down with your cliché
    Your fake grin fits your faker face
    But I find all my pleasure in your misery
    Yeah

    I will step on you on my way up
    And I will step on you on my way down
    I will step on you on my way up
    And I will step on you on my way down
    Haters call me bitch
    Call me faggot call me Whitey
    But I am something that you'll never be
    (Hey)
    Haters call me bitch
    Call me faggot call me Whitey
    But I am something that you'll never be
    (Hey)
    I'll be your scapegoat, I'll be your saviour
    I'm the better of two evils
    I'm the better of two evils (yeah yeah yeah)

    I want to hang all you cattle
    With your VELVET ROPE,
    Motherfuckers step up and get into
    An orderly line.
    I'll show you how to make a muscle.
    It takes less strength to grin than
    It does to spit on all you
    Paparazzinazis
    Yeah

    I will step on you on my way up
    I'll fucking step on you on my way down
    Haters call me bitch
    Call me faggot call me Whitey
    But I am something that you'll never be
    (Hey)
    Haters call me bitch
    Call me faggot call me Whitey
    But I am something that you'll never be
    (Hey)
    I'll be your scapegoat, I'll be your saviour
    I'm the better of two evils
    I'm the better of two evils (yeah yeah yeah)

    Don't try to lead me to temptation
    Don't try to lead me to temptation
    Don't try to lead me to temptation
    Don't try to lead me to temptation
    I've been delivered and I already know the way

    Haters call me bitch
    Call me faggot call me Whitey
    But I am something that you'll never be
    (Hey)
    Haters call me bitch
    Call me faggot call me Whitey
    But I am something that you'll never be
    (Hey)
    I'll be your scapegoat, I'll be your saviour
    I'm the better of two evils
    I'm the better of two evils (yeah yeah yeah)

  14. VodevilVer letra 4:39

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    letra de Vodevil

    I wake up everyday on
    The wrong side of the bed
    But I won't lay down on the floor
    Like I'm the whore in your head
    Call me a failure
    Pretender, sex-offender, infector
    Say I killed all my friends
    And I deserve to be dead.

    Kiss baby kiss
    Bang baby bang
    Suck baby suck
    It's Vodevil
    Kiss baby kiss
    Bang baby bang
    Suck baby suck
    It's Vodevil
    This isn't music and we're not a band
    We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
    This isn't music and we're not a band
    We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

    I won't pull out I just came
    I want all of the blame
    your love is tin, faith is thin
    No concept of pain, right to complain
    All you fagazines, senile teens
    Jaw me black ball me
    Deejay yourself away and turn your back
    It will be easier to stab

    Kiss baby kiss
    Bang baby bang
    Suck baby suck
    It's Vodevil
    Kiss baby kiss
    Bang baby bang
    Suck baby suck
    It's Vodevil
    This isn't music and we're not a band
    We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
    This isn't music and we're not a band
    We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

    VIP ADD TRD violent shiny hate crime
    "Total Requested Dead" it's
    Version point (less) downloadable suicide.
    The only ones left standing are the ones not demanding
    This isn't a show, this is my fucking life
    I'm not ashamed you're entertained
    But
    I'm not a puppet
    I am a grenade
    I'm not ashamed you're entertained
    But
    I'm not a puppet
    I am a grenade

    Kiss baby kiss
    Bang baby bang
    Suck baby suck
    It's Vodevil
    Kiss baby kiss
    Bang baby bang
    Suck baby suck
    It's Vodevil
    This isn't music and we're not a band
    We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
    This isn't music and we're not a band
    We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

  15. Obsequy (The Death Of Art)

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