Smells Like
Children
The Hands Of Small Children ; Diary Of A Dope Friend ; Shitty Chicken Gang Bang ; Kiddie Gringer ; Sympathy For The Parents ; Sweet Dreams ; Everlasting Cocksucker ; Fuck Frankie ; I Put A Spell On You ; May Cause Discoloration Of The Urine Or Feces ; Scabs, Guns And Peanut Butter
; Dance Of The Top Hats ; White Trash ; Dancing With The One-Legged ; Rock ‘N’ Roll Nigger.
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Pas de paroles à cette chanson… ce sont
juste des pleurs d’enfant.
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Diary Of A Dope Friend (Remix
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 to grin, but they seem to screem when darkness fills my eyes
Seem to screem 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
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Pas de paroles à cette chanson...
seulement de la musique.
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Kiddie Grinder (Remix de 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
Your fag
I am your fad
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
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Une femme > I
want to know uh, why it is that all of you seem to have satanic signs all over
you, and what is it that makes. Does this music cause you to do what you do?
[Twiggy joue avec un enregistreur de mini-cassettes]
Manson > Is that directed at us or at the parents?
Donahue > That's funny Twiggy.
Manson et Phil Donahue en même temps (rires) > Does the music cause us to do
what we do?
Manson > I think we cause the music to do what it does. I think, I think
that moshing is a, a sign of what Christians would call, uh, uh the apocalypse.
Pogo vers Twiggy > Stop nashing yer teeth Manson, uh, uh the culture is just
getting more and more destructive and I think this is just a sign of the times,
this and dancing with the one-legged is from the Phil Donahue show they did.
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Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)
Couplet:
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
(couplet +
chorus)
I wanna use you
and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you
Hold your head
up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
(répété 2 fois)
Movin' on!
(couplet +
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
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Everlasting
Cocksucker (Remix de Cake And Sodomy)
I am the god
of fuck, I am the god of fuck
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-fucked by plastic queens
Cash in hand and dick on screen, who said god was ever clean?
Bible-belt 'round anglo-waste, 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
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(Tony Wiggins:
Say fuck Frankie)
Fuck Frankie
Fuck Frankie
Fuck Frankie
Fuck, fuck
(TW: Frankie)
Frankie
(TW: Say it)
Fuck Frankie
(TW: Say it)
Fuck Frankie
Fuck Frankie
Fuck him
Fuck Frankie
(TW: Say it, say fuck Frankie)
Fuck Frankie
Fuck Frankie
Fuck, fuck, fuck
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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 I love you I love you I love you I love you
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
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May Cause Discoloration Of The Urine
Or Feces (PROCARDIA)
Il s'agit d'une discussion téléphonique
entre la mère et la grand-mère du Révérend, accidentellement enregistrée sur le
répondeur.
Note: on ne connaît pas les paroles exactes.
GRANDMOTHER:
" ...10:30 this morning..."
MOTHER: "I can't hear ya"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I woke up at 10:30 this morning with a headache"
MOTHER: "Oh"
GRANDMOTHER: "I don't know whether to take them or not"
MOTHER: "I wouldn't take 'em"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I don't know, they could help now"
MOTHER: "It's the first time you took 'em?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Second"
MOTHER: "Yeah"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I had a little bit of a headache this morning"
MOTHER: "I wouldn't take 'em, mom"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I've been taking the aspirin to get rid of the headache I've been taking
everything I've got, I've taken..."
MOTHER: "All the blood pressure medicine you take and stuff, too, you
shouldn't take those things, it's better off not to sleep than to take
them"
GRANDMOTHER:
(marmonne quelque chose au sujet de ne pas prendre le Procardia)
MOTHER: "Oh my god no wonder you got a headache, your pressure's probably
sky-high! why don't - you gotta take that everyday!"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I haven't taken it in..."
MOTHER: "Are you crazy?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Three days"
MOTHER: "That's probably why you have a headache now! did you take it
today?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I took it this morning, yeah"
MOTHER: "Well that's probably why you have a headache, cause your
pressure's up"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Yeah"
MOTHER: "I don't know how you can forget to take it, I mean that's the
only pill you take"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I have a lot, I'm sure you'd be suprised"
MOTHER: "Well the blood pressure pill's the most important one, there
ain't no other one as important as that one"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I have one more and then I have to go and take it to get a refill"
MOTHER: "You only got one pill?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I only take one a day"
MOTHER: "Well yeah but you shouldn't let 'em get that low"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Well I can get more... I take it in the morning and then-"
MOTHER: "They're expensive uh, if you have to pay for 'em,
Procardia?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"No, the other one"
MOTHER: "Which ones?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I gotta take the Procardia"
MOTHER: "Well are you taking that every day?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Yeah"
MOTHER: "Well that's the blood pressure pill, the heart pill, the
Procardia and what's the other one?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"h-y-d-r-o-l-t-l-i-n"
MOTHER: "Oh well that's something to do with water and... water and uh,
blood pressure"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I take one tablet every day"
MOTHER: "Yeah well that'll bring your... it's like a water pill type
pressure, but the Procardia's the important one"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Yeah"
MOTHER: "You have to take that everyday"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Yeah"
MOTHER: "You should take that the first thing when you get up"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Yeah"
MOTHER: "Well how come you ain't been taking it?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I took it yesterday, the Procardia"
MOTHER: "Well how come you didn't take it today?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I had a headache today"
MOTHER: "That's why you have the headache! You gotta take the Procardia!
Take it now! That's for your headache! That's to make your pressure come
down!"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Yeah"
MOTHER: "If you don't take you're gonna... you'll have a stroke if you
don't take it, if you got a headache that bad, you're gonna have a stroke"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I had a headache that bad this morning"
MOTHER: "Well you better go take the Procardia right now"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I will I'll take it when I hang up"
MOTHER: "You didn't take that other blood pressure pill either?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Yeah I took it this morning"
MOTHER: "Well you should take the Procardia right now"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I take the Procardia in the morning when I get up in the morning"
MOTHER: "Well you"
GRANDMOTHER:
(marmonne quelque chose)
MOTHER: "Well how long's it been since you took the Procardia?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Three days"
MOTHER: "How many?"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Three"
MOTHER: "Well see that's ridiculous you better go take it right now"
GRANDMOTHER:
"I will"
MOTHER: "Then you'll find out your headache will go away"
GRANDMOTHER:
"Yeah I'm taking the Procardia with the ???"
MOTHER: "Any other medicine you're taking ain't that important. You ain't
got nothing but nerve pills, they ain't important. Well, the nerve pills ain't
that important. The blood pressure medicine's important"
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Pas de paroles à cette chanson... (par
Twiggy Ramirez).
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Dance Of The Dope Hats
(Remix 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 to grin, but they seem to screem when darkness fills my eyes
Seem to screem 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
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White Trash (Remix de Cake
And Sodomy)
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)
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Manson > You're gonna have a bunch of angry kids.
Un homme > Well, when you do got out to a club, that, you gotta watch
yourself whatever you do. You just can't expect to go out there and just dance
and don't get touched and non violent, ‘cos that's what it is, it's...
Donahue > I, I don't see how you...
Un homme > When you get the music inside your soul anything gonna happen.
You don't play the music you can't get it. It's with the music.
Donahue > Music?
Un autre homme > Music is a big part of it.
Une femme > My sympathy to the parents.
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And the
world spreads its legs...
And the world spreads its legs
For another fuckin' 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
We will grow
We will grow
We will grow to hate you
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 2 fois)
Yeah! yeah! fuck
you! fuck you! fuck you!
Fuck you!