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 you 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

The bullet: "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 that are killing us away" The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?" "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah) The bullet: "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 that are killing us away" The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah)

THE FIGHT SONG

Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events Isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breath into survive But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist But 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're going to scar your minds fight, fight, fight, 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're scar your minds But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist But I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit the death of one is a tragedy the death of one is a tragedy the death of one is a tragedy but death of a million is just a statistic (CHORUS) fight, fight, fight, fight

DISPOSABLE TEENS

and I'm a black rainbow and I'm an ape of god I got a face that's made for doing violence upon I'm a teen distortion survived abortion a rebel from the waist down I wanna thank you mom I wanna 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 we're disposable teens we're disposable teens we're disposable we're disposable teens we're disposable teens we're disposable teens we're disposable 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 The more that you fear us the bigger we get the more that you fear us the bigger we get and don't be surprised, don't be surprised don't be surprised when we destroy all of it (CHORUS)

TARGET AUDIENCE (NARCISSUS NARCOSIS)

Am I sorry your sky went black, put your knives in babies backs? Am I sorry you killed the Kennedy's and Huxley too? But I'm sorry Shakespeare was your scapegoat and your apples 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 to be alive putting my face in the beehive? Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine too? I'm sorry you never check the bag in my head for a bomb and my halo was a needle hole I'm 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 we all just sing their song "the valley of death we are free your father's your prison you see" And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song you're just a copy of an imitation

"PRESIDENT DEAD"

this is for the people, they want you 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-stated god and his skull is stained glass incubated and jet set 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 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 (getting high on violence, baby) every night we are nailed into place and every night we just can't seem to ever remember the reason why (getting high on violence, baby) 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 this is for the people, they want you getting high on violence, baby and we don't want to live forever and we know that suffering is so much better

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 policeman Death is the priest Death is the stereo Death is a TV Death is the Tarot Death is an angel and Death is our God killing us all she puts the seeds in me plant this dying tree she's a burning string and I'm just the ashes 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 and 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 the head this is evolution the monkey the man and 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 and then the gun we are dead and tomorrow's canceled because of things we did yesterday we are dead and tomorrow's canceled they crucify us in our space in our space in our space this is evolution the monkey the man and then the gun flies are waiting

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 and 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 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 Mary-whore is at the bed They've cast the shadow of our perfect death in the sun and in the dirt.

THE NOBODIES

Today I am dirty I want to be pretty Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt Today I am dirty I want to be pretty Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead, they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna 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 Yesterday I was dirty wanted to be pretty I know now that I'm forever dirt We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead, they'll know just who we are We are the nobodies we wanna 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 because we've got no future and we want to be just like you and we want to be just like you Let's sing the death song kids 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 know now they're our heroes too We sing the death song kids because we've got no future and we want to be just like you 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 (CHORUS) We were the world but we've got no future and we want to be just like you we want to be just like you.

THE 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 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 nothing's going to change Nothing's going to change the world nothing's going to change the world it took three days for him to die the born again could 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 nothing's going to change Nothing's going to change the world nothing's going to change the world 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

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 "I'll put down you disco and take you heart away. I'll put down you disco and take your heart away" I am born again I'm someone else I'm someone new I'm someone stupid just like you 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 a part of "it." "I'll put down you disco and take you heart away. I'll put down you disco and take your heart away" I am born again I'm someone else I'm someone new I'm someone stupid just like you 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 the valley of the dolls is the valley of the dead (CHORUS) I am born again

BURNING FLAG

They want to sell it out but 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 gray let's hear it for the kids but nothing they say they gyrate and G-rate on Election Day we got out ABC's 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 but if god was alive, he would hate you anyway

COMA BLACK

a) EDEN EYE 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 bloodclot 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 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 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

b) APPLE OF DISCORD Her heart's bloodstained egg we didn't handle with care it's broken and bleeding and we can never repair

VALENTINE'S DAY

She was the color 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 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 In the Shadow of the Valley of Death slit our wrists and send us to heaven the first flower after the flood In the Shadow of the Valley of Death In the Shadow of the Valley of Death

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 33° 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 and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry this is what you deserve and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry this is what you deserve and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry this is what you deserve King Kill 33 King Kill 33 King Kill 33 King Kill 33

COUNT TO 6 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 spins around 1...2...3 and we all lay down 4...5...6 some do it fast some do it better in smaller amounts and it spins around 1...2...3 and we all lay down 4...5...6 some do it fast some do it better in smaller amounts