MARILYN MANSON: PORTRAIT OF AN AMERICAN FAMILY ---------------------------------------------- Prelude (Family Trip) --------------------- There's no earthly way of knowing Which direction we are going There's no knowing where we're going Or which way the winds are blowing Is it raining? Is it snowing? Is the hurricane blowing? Not a speck of light is showing, So the danger must be growing Are the fires of hell glowing? Is the grizzly reaper mowing? YES! The danger must be growing For the rowers keep on rowing And they're certainly not showing Any signs that they are slowing! (Stop the boat.) Cake and Sodomy --------------- (I am the god of fuck. I am the god of fuck.) Virgins sold in quantity. Herded by heredity Redneck burn out mid-west mind. Who said date rape isn't kind? Porno nation, evaluation What's this, "Time for segration"? Libido, libido, fascination Too much oral defacation White trash get down on your knees. Time for cake and sodomy. White trash get down on your knees. Time for cake and sodomy. Time for cake and sodomy. Time for cake and sodomy. (I am the god of fuck. I am the god of fuck.) VCRs and vasoline TV fucked by plastic queens Cash in hand and dick on the screen Who said God was ever clean? Bible belt 'round anglo waist 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. White trash get down on your knees. Time for cake and sodomy. White trash get down on your knees. Time for cake and sodomy. White trash get down on your knees. Time for cake and sodomy. Lunchbox -------- (Next motherfucker's gonna get my metal.) On we plow The big bully tried to stick his finger in my chest Tried to tell me, tell me he's the best 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 Got the pencils in my pocket try to put me down Wanna go out gotta get down to the playground Gotta 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 be So no one fucks with me I wanna grow up I wanna be a big rock and roll star I wanna be So no one fucks with me I wanna grow up I wanna be a big rock and roll star I wanna be So no one fucks with me 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 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 wanna 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 you 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 Cyclops ------- Cyclops woman got one eye in her head Mascara clouded vision She is dead Cyclops woman can't see nothing at all She got a pin-pricked spiral hole She can't see nothing, nothing at all She can't see nothing, nothing at all Cyclops dying in her shell Guilt got her trapped and 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 She can't see nothing, nothing at all She can't see nothing, nothing at all Dialate Dialate Dope hat -------- (The great Hoo-Doo will perform a feat of prestidigitation) I take it to 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 Seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes Seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes, it's no surprise (Prepare to meet your doom....HAIL!) Failed 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 Failed 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 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 Get Your Gunn ------------- Goddamn your richeous hand I eat innocent meat The housewife I will beat The prolife I will kill What you won't do I will I bash myself to sleep What you sow I will reap I scar myself you see I wish I wasn't me I am the little stick You stir me into shit I hate therefore I am Goddamn your richeous hand Goddamn, Goddamn Goddamn, Goddamn Pseudo-Morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak But your selective judgement And goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me I throw a little fit I slit my teenage wrist The most that I can learn Is in records that you burn Get your Gunn, get your Gunn, Get your Gunn, get your Gunn Pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak But your selective judgement And goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me I am the VHS Record me with your fist You want me to save the world I'm just a little girl Pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak But you selective judgement And goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me Get your Gunn, get your Gunn, Get your Gunn, get your Gunn. Wrapped in Plastic ------------------ Guilt is the snake we beat with the rake To grow in our kitchen in the pies we bake Feed it to us to squirm in our bellies Twisting our guts make our spines to jelly Stay, don't want to go now Drove the childrem from their chores Handcrafted housewives into whores Fear of the beast calling it near Creating what we're hating, it's only fear that is here Stay, don't want to go now Come into our home, won't you stay? I know the steak is cold, but it's wrapped in plastic Come into our home, won't you stay? I know the steak is cold, but it's warpped in plastic I'm only as deep as the self that I dig I'm only as sick as the stick in the pig Thin and so white, thin and so white, Daddy tells the daughter While mommy's sleeping at night To wash away sin you must take off you skin The righteous father wears the yellows grim Don't wanna go now Stay, don't wanna go now, stay, don't wannna go now Come into our home, won't you stay? I know the steak is cold, but it's wrapped in plastic Dogma ----- Burn the witches, burn the witches, don't take time to sew your stitches Burn the witches, burn the witches Good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor You cannot sedate all the things you hate Burn your bridges, burn your bridges, don't take time to sew your stitches Burn your bridges, burn your bridges Good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor I don't need your hat, I decide my fate You cannot sedate all the things you hate Sweet Tooth ----------- Her heart shivers in my hand, She's melting on me like cotton candy I make the faces that make you cry, I want you more when you're afraid of My disease, disease is draining me I want you more when you're afraid of me Anymore you're not so "pretty please" Disease, disease is draining me I want you more when you're afraid of me I will break you inside out You are mine, you are mine I will break you inside out You are mine, you are mine Her hair hangs in swollen strings I'm choking on here, it feels so sickening I make the faces that make you cry I want you more when you're afraid of my Disease, disease is draining me Anymore you're not so "pretty please" Disease, disease is draining me I wan't you more when you're afraid of me I will break you inside out You are mine, you are mine I will break you inside out You are mine, you are mine Snake Eyes and Sissies ---------------------- Wrench is just a household god But I carry mine with pride I don't work but I can work with it to split your smile Run you down without a twitch, your car's just not as big as mine Tear the son out of your bitch and sprinkle your remains with lime I ain't no working' man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand rollin' sixes I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand My afternoon's remote control Daydream milk and genocide Tranquility with broken knees, silly putty enemies Butter knife in your side What I got I got for free, middle finger technology What's yours is ine, yours is mine, todl you fuckers, yours is mine Snake eyes for sissies I ain't no working' man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand rollin' sixes I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand I am the pedophile's dream A messianic peter pan Just a boy, just a boy, just a little fucking boy, I can never be a man I ain't no working' man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand rollin' sixes I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand I ain't no working' man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand 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 mokey 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, knocked my mokey coo-coo And now my monkey's dead Poor little monkey "Make you...break you...make you...break you...lookout" (What I make is what I am, I can't be 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 I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread along came a choo-choo, knocked my mokey coo-coo And now my monkey's dead The primate's scream of consonance is a reflection of his own mind's dissonance Misery Machine -------------- Man in the front got a sinister grim, 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 grim, 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 Blood is pavement