Marilyn Manson - Meat For A Queen - text písně

Fornicators in wooden silence,
throw grubsteaks on the offering plate.
Supplication, congregation,
Count the creases in your face
Prophet preaches hypocrisy,
disemboweling heresy
Falsities, falsities,
falsified factualities
The sky was purple and my eyes were red,
I fell from the firmament upon my head
Was it something, something, something i said?
One day people gonna make me dead
Caught in this dream
Can't hear me scream, it's another variation on my theme
I'm omnipotent fiend
Meat for a queen
My hair runs black and my eyes go green
You don't need your worthless mortal body
Belief is just a pitiful noose
Your god is cerebral masturbation,
and satan is your sorry excuse
She's Not my Girlfriend
Found on Meat Beat Cleaver Beat Demo 89' & Grist-O-Line Demo 90'
Her heart is in my hand, it shivers like a toad
She tries to understand the tiny lump
that's down inside her throat it goes: suck, suck.
Her face is inside out, an open book report,
I read what she's about, and she's filled with words that hurt
it goes: suck, suck.
Her head is in my lap, it twists and coughs and sings
Her hair is in my grasp, it hangs and swings like swollen strings
she just suck, suck.
Sometimes I want her in, sometimes I want her out,
My perception of sin, is filled with pain
and fear and doubt
She is not my girlfriend, I'm not who you think I am.
Her clothes are on the ground, a crumpled
rainbow mass,
She's scattered all around,
and she's scattered now like broken glass
it goes: suck, suck.
Sometimes I want her in, sometimes I want her out,
My perception of sin, is filled with pain
and fear and doubt
She is not my girlfriend, I'm not who you think I am.

Přidal: Ondra dne 21. 05. 2005 v 10:43.
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