: All hail Eyes of a sideshow Teeth of a dog Face of a marvel Wander in the fog Into ragged mountains Savior of the breed Vandal of the vultures Begging
: Mechanized head and a God named Zed I Keep telling you it's alright A Parallax view that you can't unscrew When it all just get's so tight ROCK MOTHERFUCKER
: Mars needs women Angry red women Mars needs women Angry red women Can you hear it calling? Highjack what you're wanting A sweet ride baby With a broken
: I feel my blood boil I feel my spine coil My hair is ripping My mind is tripping I am a monster Can I come over? Some kind of demon To get you screaming
: (Instrumental)
: Body of a monkey and the feet of a cock, Dragged from her home on the killing rock, Black dog dying on the weather vain, The Devil's in a cat and the
: Free your mind and feel the passion, baby Death and sun tan, still in fashion, baby Hollywood In Hollywood Crush your idols, they can afford it, baby
: Electric black nite crash, Hunger on your face, Opium heat rash, Suffocate this place, Well I see the sun, Burning in your eye, I see the sun, Call
: He who gets slapped and he who gets saved, He who brutalizes the timeless stage. He is the mongrel, he wants it all, He lives for relics, hang on the
: (One time I saw her flip into a cab driver, cut out her cancer with a rusty butter knife.) BLEED - BLEED - BLEED IT OUT - YEAH! A rat on the scraps
: Yeah, Yeah, Midnight candy four cups of coffee, I ate my breakfast with a side of eggs, I saw something in the jungle, Low in gear - black mudd on
: (It has no motives, No limits, It can't hurt, Can it? See what it is.) I tried to see the one that's free, Now it's gone, I tried to hear the one
: I am the bad one, Distant and cruel one, I am the dream that, Keeps you running down, With distraction, Violent reaction, Scars of my actions, Watch
: ([Crowd Chants:] Zombie! Zombie! Zombie! Zombie!) I speak the truth, I dare not tell a lie, One child is in fits, The other child dies, Now the yellow
: See the famouse lung girl, They call her Helen Lyle, Life's a respirator when you got the sinner style, She float out on the midway, She wrangle at
: (Gripping the wheel, his knuckles Went white with desire! the wheels Of his mustang exploding on the Highway like a slug from a .45. True death: 400
: Well sweet little sista?s high in hell cheat?n on a halo - Grind in a odyssey holocaust heart kick on tomorrow - Breakdown - agony said ectasy in overdrive
