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Marilyn Manson( マリリン・マンソン )
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Talk Of One, Thought Of None
Another night of too much cough syrup. I'm awakened by the incessant ringing of a telephone. I still have dreams caked in the corners of my eyes, And my mouth is dry and tastes shitty. Again, the ringing. Slowly, I bustle out of bed, The remnants of an erection Still lingering in my shorts Like a bothersome guest. Again, the ringing. Carefully, I abscond to the bathroom, As to not display my manhood to others. There, I make the perfunctory morning faces Which always seem to precede my daily contribution To the once-blue toilet water That I always enjoy making green. Again, the ringing. I shake twice like most others, And I'm annoyed by the dribble That always seems to remain, Causing a small acreage of wetness On the front of my briefs. I slowly, languidly, lazily, crazily Stumble into the den Where my father smokes his guitars もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com I mean, cigars In his easy chair. I know all about easy chairs. And then I sing a song for my friends: 'Jesus is my boyfriend! Jesus is my boyfriend! You can't have him, Because Jesus is my boyfriend!' Ringing, ringing, dang it! Goddamn, mother fuckin' son of a bitchin' ringing! I walk into the kitchen and I stare blankly At that shrieking plastic bastard. Since it keeps ringing, I know it's her. And since it keeps ringing, she knows it's me. 'We are the world. We are the children. We are the ones who make a darker day, So lets start killing. There's a choice you're making, We're sparing our own lives. It's true we make a darker day, Just you and me.'
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