IRC-Galleria

They want to sell it out
buy it up
and dumb it down
a good god is hard to find
I'll join the crowd that
wants to see me dead
but right now I feel I belong
for the first time

multiply your death
divide by sex
add up the violence and
what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
we are all just scarred and we're hating
we are all just stars on your burning flag

you can point your gun at me
and hope it will go away
if god was alive,
he would hate you anyway

my right wing is flapping
the left one is gray
let's hear it for the kids but
nothing they say
they gyrate and G-rate
on Election Day
got ABC and an F U C K

multiply your death
divide by sex
add up the violence and
what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
we are all just scarred and we're hating
we are all just stars on your burning flag

Hey and we love the abuse
Because it makes us feel like we are needed
Now, But I know I wanna disappear
Disappear, I wanna disappear
Disappear, baby

Don't smoke, don't drink
All I do is think
About the Lifelines, Hard Times
Trying to be kind
It's such a drama, palaver
Trying to amuse myself

When I see you in the sun you're as pretty as a swastika
Take you down, down from the inside
Take you down, down from the inside
I want to smash into your face,
like a plane,
and drown in between your legs
Take you down, down from the inside
Take you down, down from the inside
I'd die for your sins
if you don't kill me while I'm trying, baby
Let me show you where it hurts
Let me show you where it hurts
Let me show you where it hurts
There's more than one way, to make you cry

So my Bon Mots, Hit-boy Tommy Trons, 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 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

You can't see the forest for the trees
You can't smell your own shit on your knees

There's no time to discriminate
Hate every motherfucker that's in your way

Hey you what do you see
Something beautiful something free
Hey you why you trying to be mean
You live with apes man it's hard to be clean

The worms will live in every host
It's hard to pick which one they eat most

The horrible people the horrible people
It's all anatomic as the size of your steeple
Capitalism has made it this way
Old fashioned fascism will take it away

no nyt on avoauto :D

ehkä kastuin ehkä en

The worlds collide
And you know
That it's pure filth
That I hide