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Bullet
president's bullet-ridden body in the street
ride, johnny ride
kennedy's shattered head hits concrete
ride, johnny ride
johnny's wife is floundering, johnny's wife is scared
run, jackie run
texas is an outrage when your husband is dead
texas is an outrage when they pick up his head
texas is the reason that the president's dead
you gotta suck, suck, jackie suck
president's bullet-ridden body in the street
ride, johnny ride
kennedy's shattered head hits concrete
ride, johnny ride
texas is an outrage when your husband is dead
texas is an outrage when they pick up his head
texas is the reason that the president's dead
you gotta suck, suck, jackie suck
arise jackie o, jonathon of kennedy well, arise and be shot down
the dirt's gonna be your dessert my cum be your life source
and the only way to get it is to suck or fuck or be poor and devoid
and masturbate me, masturbate me
then slurp it from your palm like a dry desert soaking up rain
soaking up sun
like a dry desert soaking up rain
soaking up sun
Dust to Dust
Hate you father, for you have sinned
Why did you, Lord, Let this life begin?
I'm not your savior, I'm not your son
A forgotten boy, abandoned creation
With these final words I pull the switch
We turn to dust, Dust to dust
My name's like the kiss of death
Then we embrace, we turn to dust
With these final words I pull the switch
We turn to dust, Dust to dust
My name's like the kiss of death
Then we embrace, we turn to dust...
Mother, Father anwer me
Your soul-less son, your thing that should not be
A Brillant demon, a Monster God
You gave me life but took the soul away
Ashes to ashes Dust to dust
We belong dead
We belong dead
We belong dead
We belong....
Helena
If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs
Would you still love me anyway?
If you're bound and you're gagged, draped and displayed
Would you still love me anyway?
Why don't you love me anyway?
Cutting with the knife, blood is spilling everywhere
She will be my wife
Secondary spine
Incisions must be accurate
I know just what to do
My hands are trembling
I can't spare to slip up with this knife
Her beauty so illogical
The beast come gliding in
Hideous chameleon stripped down to her skin
Dance to the burning flame
Pleasure exhumes the pain
The night bursts into flame
Dance Helena... Dance
If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs
Would you still love me anyway?
There's a spot on the floor where your limbs used to be
And I close the door on my fantasies
Why don't you love me anyway?
Helena!
I Wanna Be a NY Ranger
I wanna be a New York Ranger
I wanna live the life of danger
I wanna be a New York Ranger
I wanna live the life of danger
Whoa oh whoa
Whoa oh whoa
I wanna be a New York Ranger
I wanna live the life of danger
I wanna be a New York Ranger
I wanna live the life of danger
Whoa oh whoa
Whoa oh whoa
I wanna be a New York Ranger
I wanna live the life of danger
I wanna be a New York Ranger
I wanna live the life of danger
Whoa oh whoa
Whoa oh whoa
Whoa oh Rangers
Go Rangers
Go New York
London Dungeon
They called us walking corpses
Unholy living dead
They had to lock us up
Put us in their british hell
Make sure your face is clean now
Can’t have no dirty dead
All the corpses here are clean, boy
All the yanks in british hell
I don’t wanna be here in your london dungeon
I don’t wanna be here in your british hell
Ain’t no mystery why I’m in misery in hell
Here’s hoping you’re swell
They called us walking corpses
Unholy living dead
They had to lock us up
Put us in their british hell
I don’t wanna be here in your london dungeon
I don’t wanna be here in your british hell
Ain’t no mystery why I’m in misery in hell
Here’s hoping you’re swell
Make sure your face is clean now
Can’t have no dirty dead
All the corpses here are clean, boy
All the yanks in british hell
I don’t wanna be here in your london dungeon
I don’t wanna be here in your british hell
Ain’t no mystery why I’m in misery in hell
Here’s hoping you’re swell
Here’s hoping you’re swell
Here’s hoping you’re swell
Here’s hoping you’re swell
Saturday Night
There's 52 ways to murder anyone
One and two are the same
And they both work as well
I'm coming clean for Amy
Julie doesn't scream as well
And the cops won't listen all night
And so maybe I'll be over
Just as soon as I fill them all in
And I can't remember when I saw her last
We were running around and having a blast
But the backseat of the drive-in is so lonely without you
I know when you're home
I was thinking about you
There was something I forgot to say
I was crying on a Saturday Night
I was out cruising without you
They were playing our song
Crying on a Saturday Night
As the moon becomes the night time
You go viciously, quietly away
I'm sitting in the bedroom where we used to sit and smoke cigarettes
Now I'm watching
Watching you die
Scream
A chill runs up your spine
It crawls into your brain
The freezing touch of fear
It's driving me insane
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you... Scream
Scream
I can't wait to hear you...
I can't wait to hear you...
Scream
It's driving me insane
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you... Scream
Scream
I can't wait to hear you...
I can't wait to hear you...
Scream
She
She walked out with empty arms
Machine gun in her hand
She is good and she is bad
No one understands
She walked in in silence
Never spoke a word
She's got a rich daddy
She's her daddy's girl
She loves naked sin
He loves evil sex
She has lost control
They are growing old
She will hide in silence
Then her day will come
She was virgin vixen
She is on the run
She is on the run
She is on the run
Shining
Control the urge to spit up vile worms... soul
Monsters seduced by her attention
Try draining the infection
Locked in a world of vomit soaked skin... Heaven
Monsters seduced by her attention
She's draining the infection
"Carol Anne" the beast is calling
"Carol Anne, Carol Anne" she can hear souls sing
"Carol Anne" the beast it needs you
Here it comes, here it comes
Reaching out somewhere from inside your TV
The Haunting
The darkness bleeds violent sights
It purges from within
Death, it holds you in it’s arms
And kisses you goodnight
Oh, oh, oh, the darkness comes
Oh, oh, oh, I feel it’s bite
Oh, it purges from within
It’s over, it’s over
This haunting, it’s over
They cut my wrists, and watch me bleed
Inside a dream
It’s over, it’s over
This haunting, it’s over
They cut my wrists and watch me bleed
They stop haunting me
The darkness bleeds violent sights
It purges from within
Death, it holds you in it’s arms
And kisses you goodnight
Oh, oh, oh, the darkness comes
Oh, oh, oh, I feel it’s bite
Oh, it purges from within
It’s over, it’s over
This haunting, it’s over
They cut my wrists, and watch me bleed
Inside a dream
It’s over, it’s over
This haunting, it’s over
They cut my wrists and watch me bleed
They stop haunting me