Let's all sing along now
Dream machine
John and exene
Smear campaign
And a swat team
Let's have a feudal lord
Let's have a fascist regime
Side effects
Coupled with withdrawal bleeding
This is a riot, right?
Let's all riot riot
Let's tear this place to shit
Commit pact suicide
(you know you all want it
now let's all kill ourselves)
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
Put your hand to my mouth
And a gun to my head
Let's stop this false pretence
Become real friends
Let's have a mustard gas war
Because a fuck's a fuck
Richter scale madness
Join the gun club, join the gun club
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Fake Fake Eyes
With your fake, fake eyes
Are you blinded to me?
GG-- cold in the house
A butterfly knife in the south
Scotch on your rocks
You're sexless, like Sid
Girl walks in, in this dust
With the past in my skull
Sink on South!
Sink on South!
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Half of What
The shape of your head
Is a twist of the truth
The skulls on these walls
Are they connected to you?
The stars are like eyes
Climbing out of a mist
The temperatures rise
Like an Easter morning sun
Its not something you learn
Its just something you do
And sometimes I wonder
Whether my other half is you
Cause I am only half, of what I am
And half of that is what, the lies can do
Where the rest is, I don't know
And I'm not sure if I wanna know
Back on my own, it took me this long
To scale to the top of this
Misty mountain side you're on
But now I can see
Where its all been leading to
The skulls on these walls
How they're connected to you
Walking with you down a slippery slope
And you said, "If I was the sun
You'd be the world I'd shine onto."
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Gargoyle Waiting
You're a gargoyle, on this building top
With your teeth bared
And your claws sharp and ready
You have seen me, walking, in hatred
With the sidewalks wet, beneath my feet
In winter, the trees loom above
In December, are you trouble prone?
In December, hatred
In winter, hatred
A dark shadow, reigns this night
My eyes shadow, with conviction
In all noir, you descend
You go for the kill
In all noir
In all noir, you descend
In all noir, you go for the kill
In all, noir
In all noir, you descend
A dark shadow, reigns this night
My eyes shadow, with conviction
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Prince with a Thousand Enemies
There was one king
This was his one sin
You never make a move
'til you've got something to prove
Upon a cross
Strapped to a lathe
Young ingénue
Escapes unscathed
You read the part
But you didn't get it
Left Lancelot out of the picture credit
If there's just one line
that springs to mind today
Your bottom-lit face
Hovering in outer space
Upon a cross, strapped to a lathe
Young ingénue, escapes unscathed
You read your part from your beer gut heart
Then you fell to earth
Where you became a star
Each time, I see, your face, remains,
Your beer gut heart escapes unscathed
Left Lancelot out of a part
You married the monster, but not the art
You fell to earth
But you wanted it back, now
You slipped at the tracks now
The one with the cross
And it's all gone bad hasn't it
Now that you're dead
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Ounce of Prevention
One last thing that you regretted
Before it fell apart
Despite your powers you hated being
A stupid rock star
Kitty Pryde so sweet and innocent
You're all we talk about
We know you'd rather raise another demon
Than sooth your own faults
And I can see your demon burning in me
Little chief, pull out your teeth and
When it burns, the words inside
Ounce of prevention that scars my eyes
And I can feel the human I had once been
Screaming for your mercy
When it burns the words inside
Ounce of prevention
Its scars that make you civilized
And everything that you didn't want, came true
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When We Begin to Steal...
If you really want to
You can, lie
If you really want to
You can, lie
If you really want to
You can, lie
If you really want to
You can, lie
And the sun fades
The waters rise
The stars appear
The night has returned
I told you so
On that night
About a volatile force
With the devils luck
Who heard the jackass scream
And call for monarchy
I told you so
I told you so
On that night
About this force
A force of will |
