from the soundtrack to "Private Parts"
THE SUCK FOR YOUR SOLUTION
Your mouth is like a suicide, talking like you'd never die.Automatic charisma for your chemical mind.
You're kissing me like benzocaine with your sleeping pill eyes,
Melting me down and sucking my brain.
I'm gonna hate you tomorrow because you made me hate you today.
I can be the one that you believe in, I can be the liar in your bed.
I'll be the suck for your solution, tell me that your sex is dead.
I'll suffer for you, I've suffered for you since the day I was made.
I am the centre of your pain.
I'm gonna be you tomorrow because you made me hate you today.
I can be the one that you believe in, I can be the liar in your bed.
I'll be the suck for your solution, tell me that your sex is dead.
All so tired, desexed and jaded, hopeless and soulless and bored of the thrill,
We make our death sex symbol, what we can't fuck then we kill.
I'll suffer for you, I've suffered for you since the day I was made.
from the album "Mechanical Animals"
THE GREAT BIG WHITE WORLD
In space the stars are no nearer, just glitters like a morgue,And I dreamed I was a spaceman, burned like a moth in a flame,
And our world was so fucking gone.
I'm not attached to your world, nothing heals, nothing grows.
Cause it's a great big white world and we are drained of our colours.
We used to love ourselves, we used to love another.
All my stitches itch, my prescription's low, I wish you were queen just for today.
In a world that's so white, what else could I say?
And hell was so cold, all the vases are so broken, and the roses tear our hands all open.
Mother Mary, miscarry, but we pray just like insects and the world is so ugly now.
Cause it's a great big white world and we are drained of our colours.
We used to love ourselves, we used to love another.
All my stitches itch, my prescription's low, I wish you were queen just for today.
In a world so white, what else could I say?
THE DOPE SHOW
Drugs, they say, to make us feel so hollow.We love in vain, narcissistic and so shallow.
The cops and queers, to swim you have to swallow.
Hate today, no love for tomorrow.
We're all stars now in the dope show.
There's lots of pretty pretty ones that want to get you high,
But all the pretty pretty ones will leave you low and blow your mind.
We're all stars now in the dope show.
They love you when you're on all the covers; when you're not then they love another.
Drugs, they say, are made in California.
We love your face, we'd really like to sell you.
The cops and queers make good-looking models.
I hate today who I wake up with tomorrow.
There's lots of pretty pretty ones that want to get you high,
But all the pretty pretty ones will leave you low and blow your mind.
They love you when you're on all the covers; when you're not then they love another.
We're all stars now in the dope show.
MECHANICAL ANIMALS
We were neurophobic and perfect the day that we lost our souls.Maybe we weren't so human, but if we cry we will rust.
And I was a hand grenade that never stopped exploding.
You were automatic and as hollow as the O in 'God.'
I am never gonna be the one for you, I am never gonna save the world from you.
They'll never be good to you, bad to you, they'll never be anything at all.
You were my mechanical bride, pheno Barbie doll,
A mannequeen of depression with the face of a dead star.
And I was a hand grenade that never stopped exploding.
You were automatic and as hollow as the O in 'God.'
I am never gonna be the one for you, I am never gonna save the world from you.
They'll never be good to you, bad to you, they'll never be anything at all.
This isn't me, I'm not mechanical; I'm just a boy playing the suicide king.
ROCK IS DEAD
All simple monkeys with alien babies, amphetamines for boys and crucifixes for ladies.Sampled and soulless, worldwide and real webbed, sell all the living for more safer dead.
Anything to belong.
Rock is deader than dead, shock is all in your head,
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed, so fuck all your protests and put them to bed.
God is in the TV.
One thousand mothers are praying for it, we're so full of hope and so full of shit.
Build a new god to medicate and to ape, sell us ersatz, dressed up and real fake.
Anything to belong.
Rock is deader than dead, shock is all in your head,
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed, so fuck all your protests and put them to bed.
DISASSOCIATIVE
I can tell you what they say in space, that our earth is too grey.But when the spirit is so digital, the body acts this way.
That world was killing me, disassociative.
The nervous system's down, I know.
I can never get out of here, I don't want to just float in fear, a dead astronaut in space.
Sometimes we walk like we were shot through our heads, my love.
We write our song in space like we're already dead and gone.
Your world was killing me, disassociative.
I can never get out of here, I don't want to just float in fear, a dead astronaut in space.
The nervous system's down.
SPEED OF PAIN
They slit our throats like we were flowers and our milk has been devoured.When you want it, it goes away too fast; times you hate it always seem to last.
Just remember, when you think you're free, the crack inside your fucking heart is me.
I want to outrace the speed of pain for another day.
I wish I could sleep, but I can't lay on my back
Cause there's a knife for every day that I've known you.
When you want it, it goes away too fast; times you hate it always seem to last.
Just remember, when you think you're free, the crack inside your fucking heart is me.
I want to outrace the speed of pain for another day.
Lie to me, cry to me, give to me, I would.
Lie with me, die with me, give to me, I would.
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair, always.
Hope that we die holding hands.
POSTHUMAN
She's got eyes like Zapruder, a mouth like heroin, she wants me to be perfect like Kennedy.This isn't God; God is just a statistic.
Say, show me the dead stars, all of them sing, this is a riot, religious and clean.
God is a number you cannot count to, you are posthuman and hard wired.
She's pilgrim and pagan, softworn and social, in all of her dreams she's a saint like Jackie O.
This isn't God; God is just a statistic.
Say, show me the dead stars, all of them sing, this is a riot, religious and clean.
God is a number you cannot count to, you are posthuman and hard wired.
All that glitters is cold.
I WANT TO DISAPPEAR
(Ladies and gentlemen, Omega and the Mechanical Animals.)Look at me now, got no religion, look at me now, I'm so vacant.
Look at me now, I was a virgin, look at me now, grew up to be a whore.
And I want it, I believe it.
I'm a million different things, not one you know.
And our mommies are lost now, daddy's someone else.
And we love the abuse because it makes us feel like we are needed.
But I know I want to disappear.
I want to die young and sell my soul, use up all your drugs, make me come.
Yesterday, man, I was a nihilist, now today I'm just too fucking bored.
And I want it, I believe it, and I want it.
By the time I'm old enough, I won't know anything at all.
And our mommies are lost now, daddy's someone else.
And we love the abuse because it makes us feel like we are needed.
But I know I want to disappear.
I DON'T LIKE THE DRUGS (BUT THE DRUGS LIKE ME)
I don't like the drugs, but the drugs like me.(Norm life baby) we're white and oh so hetero and our sex is missionary.
We're quitters and we're sober, our confessions will be televised.
You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall,
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all.
I don't like the drugs, but the drugs like me.
(Norm life baby) God is white and unforgiving and we're piss tested and we're praying.
I'm just a sample of a soul made to look just like a human being.
We're rehabbed and we're ready for our fifteen minutes of shame.
We're talkshown and we're pointing just like Christians at a suicide.
You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall,
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all.
I don't like the drugs, but the drugs like me.
There's a hole in our soul that we fill with dope, and we're feeling fine.
NEW MODEL No. 15
I'm as fake as a wedding cake, and I'm vague and I know that I'm homopolitan,Pitifully predictable, correctly political.
I'm the new model, I've got nothing inside.
Better in the head and in bed at the office, I can suck and smile.
I can choke and diet on coke, and I'm spun and I know that I'm stoned and rolling.
Lifelike and posable, hopeless and disposable.
I'm the new model, I've got nothing inside.
Better in the head and in bed at the office, I can suck and smile.
Pitifully predictable, correctly political.
Don't let them know how far you go or that you use your lovers.
Oh, look, you're like a VCR, stick something in to know just who you are.
I'm the new model, I've got nothing inside.
Better in the head and in bed at the office, I can suck and smile.
USER FRIENDLY
Use me when you want to come,I've bled just to have a touch, when I'm in you I want to die.
User friendly, fucking dope star obscene.
Will you die when you're high? You'd never die just for me.
(She says) I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you til somebody better comes along.
Use me like I was a whore,
Relationships are such a bore, delete the ones that you fucked.
User friendly, fucking dope star obscene.
Will you die when you're high? You'd never die just for me.
(She says) I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you til somebody better comes along.
FUNDAMENTALLY LOATHSOME
And I want to wake up in your white, white sun.And I want to wake up in your world with no pain.
But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday, while you are numb all of the way.
When I hate it I know I can feel, but when you love you know it's not real.
And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world, on its way to hell.
The living are dead and I hope to join them too; I know what to do and I do it well.
When I hate it I know I can feel, but when you love it you know it's not real.
I'd shoot myself to love you, if I loved myself I'd be shooting you.
THE LAST DAY ON EARTH
Yesterday was a million years ago, in all my past lives I played an asshole.Now I've found you, it's almost too late, and this earth seems obliviating.
We are trembling in our crutches, high and dead, our skin is glass,
And I'm so empty here without you, I crack my xerox hands.
I know it's the last day on earth, we'll be together while the planet dies.
I know it's the last day on earth, we'll never say goodbye.
And the dogs slaughter each other softly, love burns its casualties.
We are damaged provider modules, spill the seeds at our children's feet.
And I'm so empty here without you, I know they want me dead.
I know it's the last day on earth, we'll be together while the planet dies.
I know it's the last day on earth, we'll never say goodbye.
COMA WHITE
There's something cold and blank behind her smile.She's standing on an overpass in her miracle mile.
Cause you were from a perfect world, a world that threw me away today, to run away.
A pill to make you numb, a pill to make you dumb, a pill to make you anybody else,
But all the drugs in this world won't save her from herself.
Her mouth was an empty cut, and she was waiting to fall,
Just bleeding like a Polaroid that lost all her dolls.
You were from a perfect world, a world that threw me away today, to run away.
A pill to make you numb, a pill to make you dumb, a pill to make you anybody else,
But all the drugs in this world won't save her from herself.
from the album "Last Tour on Earth"
ASTONISHING PANORAMA OF THE ENDTIMES
The boy's got a head like an atom bomb, hang him from a cross like the number one son,And he's been waiting so long to get it on.
The boy's fifteen, but he's sixteen-gauge, want to get out of his Jesus cage.
He's already torn out the last page, it's the latest rage.
Violence for the people, they always eat the hand that bleeds.
Violence for the people, give the kids what they need.
Kill your god, kill your TV.
The boy's purified by the quitter gods, burning up his cross like a revelation,
And his glass jaw opens like a puppet head.
Violence for the people, they always eat the hand that bleeds.
Violence for the people, give the kids what they need.
Kill your god, kill your TV.
This is what you should fear; you are what you should fear.
from the soundtrack to "Blair Witch 2"
SUICIDE IS PAINLESS
Through early morning fog I see visions of the things to be,The pains that are withheld for me, I realise and I can see
That suicide is painless, it brings on many changes,
And I can take or leave it if I please.
The game of life is hard to play, I'm gonna lose it anyway.
The losing card I'll someday lay, so this is all I have to say:
That suicide is painless, it brings on many changes,
And I can take or leave it if I please.
The sword of time will pierce our skin, it doesn't hurt when it begins,
But as it works its way on in, the pain grows stronger, watch it brim.
Suicide is painless; it brings on many changes,
And I can take or leave it if I please.
A brave man once requested me to answer questions that are key.
Is it to be or not to be? And I replied, 'Oh, why ask me?'
And suicide is painless, it brings on many changes.
And I can take or leave it if I please.
And you can do the same thing if you please.
from the album "Holy Wood (in the shadow of the valley of death)"
GODEATGOD
Dear God, do you want to tear your knuckles down and hold yourself?Dear God, can you climb up that tree, meat in the shape of a T?
Dear God, the paper says you were the king in the black limousine.
Dear John and all the king's men can't put your head together again.
Before the bullets, before the flies, before authorities take out my eyes,
The only smiling are you dolls that I made, but you are plastic and so are your brains.
Dear God, the sky is as blue as a gunshot wound.
Dear God, if you were alive, you know we'd kill you.
Before the bullets, before the flies, before authorities take out my eyes,
The only smiling are you dolls that I made, but you are plastic and so are your brains.
THE LOVE SONG
I've got a crush on a pretty pistol, should I tell her that I feel this way?Father told us to be faithful.
I've got a crush on a pretty pistol, should I tell her that I feel this way?
I've got love songs in my head, killing us away.
Do you love your guns? God? The government? Fuck yeah!
I've got love songs in my head, killing us away.
She tells me I'm a pretty bullet, I'm gonna be a star someday.
Mother says that we should look away.
She tells me I'm a pretty bullet, an imitation Christ.
I've got love songs in my head, killing us away.
Do you love your guns? God? The government? Fuck yeah!
THE FIGHT SONG
Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events.And isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breathe in to survive.
But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist,
And I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit.
And when we were good you just closed you eyes, so when we are bad we'll scar your minds.
Fight!
You'll never grow up to be a big rock star, celebrated victim of your fame.
They'll just cut our wrists like cheap coupons and say that death was on sale today.
And when we were good you just closed you eyes, so when we are bad we'll scar your minds.
But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist,
And I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit.
The death of one is a tragedy, but the death of a million is just a statistic.
DISPOSABLE TEENS
And I'm a black rainbow and I'm an ape of God.I got a face that's made for violence upon,
And I'm a teen distortion, survived abortion, a rebel from the waist down.
I want to thank you mom, I want to thank you dad,
For bringing this fucking world to a bitter end.
I never really hated a one true God, but the god of the people I hated.
You said you wanted evolution, the ape was a great big hit.
You say you want a revolution, man, and I say that you're full of shit.
We're disposable teens.
The more that you fear us, the bigger we get, and don't be surprised when we destroy all of it.
TARGET AUDIENCE (NARCISSUS NARCOSIS)
Am I sorry your sky went black, put your knives in babies backs?Am I sorry you killed the Kennedys and Huxley too?
But I'm sorry Shakespeare was your scapegoat, and your apple's sticking into my throat.
Sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails, and your crucifixion commercials failed.
But I'm just a pitiful anonymous.
And I see all the young believers, your target audience.
I see all the old deceivers, we all just sing their song.
Am I sorry just to be alive, putting my face in the beehive?
Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine too?
Sorry you never check the bag in my head for a bomb, and my halo was a needle hole.
Sorry I saw a priest being beaten and I made a wish, but I'm just a pitiful anonymous.
And I see all the young believers, your target audience.
I see all the old deceivers, we all just sing their song.
The valley of death, we are free; your father's your prison, you see.
You're just a copy of an imitation.
"PRESIDENT DEAD"
(The president is dead; let us pray.)This is for the people, they want you.
Getting high on violence, baby.
President Dead is clueless and he's caught in a headlight,
Police state god, and his skull is stained glass.
Incubated and jetset, the bitter thinkers buy their tickets
To go find God like a piggy in a fair.
And we don't want to live forever, and we know that suffering is so much better.
This is for the people, they want you.
Getting high on violence, baby.
Give the bills time to work.
We all could be martyred in the winter of our discontent.
Every night we are nailed into place,
And every night we just can't seem to ever remember the reason why.
And we don't want to live forever, and we know that suffering is so much better.
This is for the people, they want you.
Getting high on violence, baby.
IN THE SHADOW OF THE VALLEY OF DEATH
We have no future; Heaven wasn't made for me.We burn ourselves to Hell, as fast as it can be.
And I wish that I could be a king, then I'd know that I am not alone.
Maggots put on shirts, sell each others' shit.
Sometimes I feel so worthless, sometimes I feel discarded.
I wish that I was good enough, then I'd know that I am not alone.
Death is the policeman, death is the priest, death is the stereo, death is TV,
Death is the tarot, death is an angel, death is a god, killing us all.
She put the seeds in me, plant this dying tree.
She's a burning string and I'm just the ashes.
CRUCI-FICTION IN SPACE
This is evolution, the monkey, the man, then the gun.If Christ was in Texas, the hammer, the sickle, the only Son.
This is your creation, the atom of Eden was a bomb.
If Jack was the baptist, we'd drink wine from his head.
This is evolution, the monkey, the man, then the gun.
I am a revolution, pull my knuckles down if I could.
I am a revelation and I'm nailed to the holy wood.
This is evolution, the monkey, the man, then the gun.
We are dead and tomorrow's cancelled because of things we did yesterday.
We are dead and tomorrow's cancelled, they crucify us in our space.
A PLACE IN THE DIRT
We are damned and we are dead,All God's children to be sent to our perfect place in the sun and in the dirt.
There's a windshield in my heart, we are bugs so smeared and scarred.
Could you stop the meat from thinking before I swallow all of it?
Could you please put me in the motorcade, put me in the death parade,
Dress me up and take me, dress me up and make me your dying god?
Angels with needles poked through our eyes let the ugly light of the world in,
We were no longer blind.
Put me in the motorcade, put me in the death parade,
Dress me up and take me, dress me up and make me your dying god.
Now we hold the ugly head, the merry whore is at the bed.
They've cast the shadow of our perfect death in the sun, in the dirt.
THE NOBODIES
Today I am dirty, I want to be pretty, tomorrow I know I'm just dirt.Fear the nobodies, we want to be somebodies; when we're dead, they'll know just who we are.
Yesterday I was dirty, wanted to be pretty, I know now that I'm forever dirt.
We're the nobodies, we want to be somebodies; when we're dead, they'll know just who we are.
Some children died the other day, we fed machines and then we prayed,
Puked up and down in morbid faith, you should have seen the ratings that day.
THE DEATH SONG
We're on a bullet and we're headed straight into God; even He'd like to end it too.We take a pill, get a face, buy our ticket, and we hope that Heaven's true.
I saw a cop beat a priest on the TV, and they know they killed our heroes too.
We sing the death song, kids, cause we've got no future, and we want to be just like you.
We light a candle on an earth we made into hell, and pretend that we're in heaven.
Each time we do, we get the blind man's ticket and we know that nothing's true.
I saw priest kill a cop on the TV, and I now know they're our heroes too.
We sing the death song, kids, cause we've got no future, and we want to be just like you.
We write our prayers on a little bomb, kiss it on the face and send it to God.
We sing the death song, kids, cause we've got no future, and we want to be just like you.
We were the world, but we've got no future, we want to be just like you.
LAMB OF GOD
There was Christ in the metal shell, there was blood on the pavement.The camera will make you God, that's how Jack became sainted.
If you die when there's no one watching, and your ratings drop and you're forgotten.
If they kill you on their TV, you're a martyr and a lamb of God.
Nothing's going to change the world.
There was Lennon and a happy gun, there were words on the pavement.
We were looking for the lamb of God, we were looking for Mark David.
If you die when there's no one watching, and your ratings drop and you're forgotten.
If they kill you on their TV, you're a martyr and a lamb of God.
Nothing's going to change the world.
It took three days for Him to die, the born-again to buy the serial rights.
Lamb of God, have mercy on us, Lamb of God, won't you grant us...
Nothing's going to change the world.
BORN AGAIN
Do you or don't you want this to be your song? It doesn't take a rebel to sing along.This art is weak in its pretty frame, and I am a monkey with a misspelled name.
And I'll put down your disco and take your heart away, I'll be born again.
I'm someone else, I'm someone new, I'm someone stupid just like you.
Do you or don't you want to take this hit? Does it make you feel like you're part of it?
I'll put down your disco and take your heart away, I'll be born again.
I'm someone else, I'm someone new, I'm someone stupid just like you.
The valley of the dolls is the valley of the dead.
BURNING FLAG
They want to sell it out, buy it up, dumb it down, a good god is hard to find.I'll join the crowd that wants to see me dead, 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 grey.
Let's hear it for the kids, but nothing they say, they gyrate and G-rate on election day.
We got out ABCs and our 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.
You can point your gun at me and hope it will go away.
If God was alive, he would hate you anyway.
COMA BLACK
My mouth was a crib and it was growing lies, I didn't know what love was on that day.My heart's a tiny blood clot, I picked at it, it never heals, it never goes away.
I burned all the good things in the eden eye, we were too dumb to run, too dead to die.
This was never my world, you took the angel away, I'd kill myself to make everybody pay.
I would have told her then she was the only thing that I could love in this dying world,
But the simple word 'love' itself already died and went away.
This was never my world, you took the angel away, I'd kill myself to make everybody pay.
I burned all the good things in the eden eye, we were too dumb to run, too dead to die.
Her heart's a bloodstained egg we didn't handle with care.
It's broken and bleeding and we can never repair.
VALENTINE'S DAY
She was the colour of TV, her mouth curled under like a metal snake.Although holy wood was sad, they'd remember this as Valentine's Day.
Flies are waiting in the shadow of the valley of death.
Slit our wrists and send us to Heaven, the first flower after the flood.
I saw that pregnant girl today, she didn't know that it was dead inside.
Even though it was alive, some of us are really born to die.
Flies are waiting in the shadow of the valley of death.
Slit our wrists and send us to Heaven, the first flower after the flood.
THE FALL OF ADAM
The Abraham Lincoln Town Cars arrive to dispose of our king and queen.They orchestrated dramatic new scenes for celebritarian needs.
When one world ends, something else begins, but without a scream,
Just a whisper, because we just start it over again.
KING KILL 33º
Is this what you wanted? This is what you get.Turned all your lives into this shit.
You never accepted or treated me fair, blame me for what I believe and I wear.
You fucked yourselves and you raised these sheep.
The blue and the withered seeds you will reap.
You never gave me a chance to be me, or even a fucking chance just to be.
But I have to show you that you played a role, and I will destroy you with one simple hole.
The world that hates me has taken its toll, but now I have finally taken control.
You wanted so bad to make me this thing, and I want you now to just kill the king.
I am not sorry; this is what you deserve, King Kill Thirty-Three.
COUNT TO SIX AND DIE (the vacuum of infinite space encompassing)
She's got her eyes open wide, she's got the dirt and spit of the world.Her mouth on the metal, the lips of a scared little girl.
I've got an angel in the lobby; he's waiting to put me in line.
I won't ask forgiveness; my faith has gone dry.
She's got her Christian prescriptures, and death has crawled in her ear
Like elevator music of songs that she shouldn't hear.
And it turns around, (one, two, three)
And we all lay down, (four, five, six)
Some do it fast and some do it better in smaller amounts.
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