Marilyn Manson: Lunchbox

Lyrics: Lunchbox
I bring you

Bring me down
On we plow
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
But 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

I got my pencils in my pocket, try to put me down
Wanna go out, gotta get out to the playground
Gonna 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 grow up
I wanna be
So no one fucks with me

Yeah
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

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

Marilyn Manson: Dope Hat

Lyrics: Dope Hat
I peek into 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 the grin

but they seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes
seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes
it's no surprise

fail 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
fail 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
chicanery will always make you happy
but we all know the hat is wearing me

Marilyn Manson: Get Your Gunn

Lyrics: Get Your Gunn
Goddamn your righteous 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 righteous hand
Goddamn ooh Lord, Goddamn ooh Lord
Goddamn ooh Lord, Goddamn ooh Lord

Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your Selective judgements and good guy 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 judgements and good guy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements and good guy 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 your selective judgements and good guy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements and good guy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me

Get your gunn, get your gunn
Get your gunn, get your gunn
Get