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Marilyn Manson
Marilyn Manson


Background information
Origin Fort Lauderdale, Florida, United States
Genre(s) Shock Rock
Industrial Rock
Industrial Metal
Heavy Metal
Hard Rock
Gothic Rock
Alternative Metal
Alternative Rock
Years active 1989—present
Label(s) Interscope Records
Nothing Records
Website Website
Members
Twiggy Ramirez
Ginger Fish
Chris Vrenna
Andy Gerold
Marilyn Manson
Former members
Wes Borland
Rob Holliday
Tim Skold
Madonna Wayne Gacy
John 5
Zim Zum
Daisy Berkowitz
Sara Lee Lucas
Gidget Gein
Olivia Newton Bundy
Zsa Zsa Speck



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Marilyn Manson Album


The Last Tour On Earth (11/12/1999)
11/12/1999
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Get My Rocks Off (Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show)
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Coma White (acoustic)
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This isn't me
I'm not mechanical...

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your world is an ashtray 
we burn and coil like cigarettes 
the more you cry your ashes turn to mud 
it's the nature of the leeches, the virgin's 
feeling cheated 
you've only spent a second of your life 
my world is unaffected, there is an exit here 
I say it is and then it's true, 
there is a dream inside a dream, 
I'm wide awake the more I sleep 
you'll understand when I'm dead 
I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me 
saw heaven and hell were lies 
when I'm god everybody dies 
scar/can you feel my power? 
shoot here and the world gets smaller 
scar/scar/can you feel my power? 
one shot and the world gets smaller 
let's jump upon the sharp swords 
and cut away our smiles 
without the threat of death 
there's no reason to live at all 
my world is unaffected, there is an exit here 
I say it is and then it's true, 
there is a dream inside a dream, 
I'm wide awake the more I sleep 
you'll understand when I'm dead 
(bridge) 
(chorus) 
"each thing i show you is a piece of my death"
shoot shoot shoot motherfucker 
no salvation, no forgiveness 
"this is beyond your experience" 
forgiveness... 





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In space the stars are no nearer 
They just glitter like a morgue 
And I dreamed I was a spaceman 
Burned like a moth in a flame 
And our world was so fucking gone
But I'm not attached to your world 
Nothing heals and nothing grows 

Because it's a great big white world 
And we are drained of our colors 
We used to love ourselves, 
We used to love one another 
All my stitches itch 
My prescription's low, I wish you 
Were Queen 
Just for today 
In a world so white what else could I say? 

And hell was so cold 
All the vases are so broken 
And the roses tear our hands all open 
Mother Mary miscarry 
But we pray just like insects 
The world is so ugly now 
Because it's a great big white world 
And we are drained of our colors 
We used to love ourselves, 
We used to love one another 
All my stitches itch 
My prescription's low, I wish you 
Were Queen 
Just for today 
In a world so white what else could I say?

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Goddamn your righteous hand 
I eat innocent meat 
The housewife I will beat 
The prolife I will kill 
What you don'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 rightous hand 
Goddamn, goddamn Goddamn, goddamn 
Pseudo-morals work real well 
On the talk shows for the weak 
But your selective judgements 
And goodguy 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 goodguy 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 goodguy badges 
Don't mean a fuck to me 
Get your gunn, get your gunn Get your gunn, get your gunn... 
Get!


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Sweet dreams are made of this. 
Who am I to disagree? 
Travel the world and the seven seas. 
Everybody's looking for something. 
(Chorus: Some of them want to use you. 
Some of them want to get used by you. 
Some of them want to abuse you. 
Some of them want to be abused.) 
(Repeat First Verse) 
(Chorus) 
I wanna use you and abuse you. 
I wanna know what's inside you. 
(Whispering and Moaning: Hold your head up, movin' on. 
Keep your head up, movin' on.) 
(Repeat Three Times) 
Movin' on! 
(Repeat First Verse) 
(Chorus) 
I'm gonna use you and abuse you. 
I'm gonna know what's inside. 
Gonna use you and abuse you. 
I'm gonna know what's inside you. 



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All simple monkeys with alien babies 
Amphetamines for boys 
And crucifixes for ladies 
Sampled and soulless 
Worldwide and real webbed 
You sell all the living 
For more safer dead 
Anything to belong 
Anything to belong 
Rock is deader than dead 
Shock is all in your head 
Your sex and your dope is all the we're fed 
So fuck all your protests and 
Put them bed 
God is the tv 
1,000 mothers are praying for it 
We're so full of hope 
And so full of shit 
Build a new god 
To medicate and to ape 
Sell us ersatz 
Dressed up and real fake 
Anything to belong 
Anything to belong 
Rock is deader than dead 
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all the we're fed 
So fuck all your protests and 
Put them bed 
God is the tv 
Rock is deader than dead 
Shock is all in your head 
Your sex and your dope is all the we're fed 
So fuck all your protests and 
Put them to bed 


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The drugs they say 
Make us feel so hollow 
We love in vain 
Narcissistic and so shallow 
The cops and queers 
To swim you have to swallow 
Hate today 
No love for tomorrow 
We're all stars now in the dope show 
We're all stars now in the dope show 
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones 
Who want to get you high 
But all the pretty, pretty ones 
Will leave you low 
And blow your mind 
We're all stars now in the dope show 
We're all stars now in the dope show 
They love you when you're on all the covers 
When you're not then they love another 
They love you when you're on all the covers 
When you're not then they love another 
The drugs they say 
Are made in California 
We love your face 
We'd really like to sell you 
The cops and queers 
Make good-looking models 
I hate today 
Who will I wake up with tomorrow? 
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones 
Who want to get you high 
But all the pretty, pretty ones 
Will leave you low 
And blow your mind 
They love you when you're on all the covers 
When you're not then they love another 
They love you when you're on all the covers 
When you're not then they love another 
There's lots of pretty, pretty ones 
Who want to get you high 
But all the pretty, pretty ones 
Will leave you low 
And blow your mind 
They'll blow your mind 
We're all stars now in the dope show 
We're all stars now in the dope show


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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 the 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 gonna get my metal 
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 



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I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me 
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs 
Norm life baby: 
We're white and oh so hetero and 
Our sex is missionary. 
Norm life baby: 
We're quitters and we're sober 
Our confessions will be televised. 
You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall 
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all. 
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me 
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs 
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me 
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs 
Norm life baby: 
God is white and unforgiving 
We're piss tested and we're praying. 
Norm life baby: 
I'm just a sample of a soul 
Made to look just like a human being. 
Norm life baby: 
We're rehabbed and we're ready 
For our 15 minutes of shame. 
Norm life baby: 
We're talkshown and we're pointing 
Just like christians at a suicide. 
You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall 
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all. 
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me 
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs 
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me 
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs 
There's a hole in our soul that we fill with dope 
And we're feeling fine. 
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me 
I don't like the drugs, the drugs the drugs 


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You built me up with your wishing hell 
I didn't have to sell you 
You threw your money in the pissing well
You do just what they tell you 
REPENT, that's what I'm talking about 
I shed the skin to feed the fake 
REPENT, that's what I'm talking about 
Whose mistake am I anyway? 
Cut the head off 
Grows back hard 
I am the hydra 
Now you'll see your star 
Prick your finger it is done 
The moon has now eclipsed the sun 
The angel has spread its wings 
The time has come for bitter things (chorus) 
The time has come it is quite clear 
Our Antichrist 
Is almost here... 
It is done 



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I don't want you and I don't need you 
don't bother to resist, I'll beat you 
It's not your fault that you're always wrong 
the weak ones are there to justify the strong 
the beautiful people, the beautiful people 
it's all relative to the size of your steeple 
you can't see the forest for the trees 
you can't smell 
your own shit on your knees 
Hey you, what do you see? 
something beautiful, something free? 
hey you, are you trying to be mean? 
if you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean 
there's no time to discriminate, 
hate every motherfucker 
that's in your way 
the worms will live in every host 
it's hard to pick which one they eat most 
the horrible people, the horrible people 
it's as anatomic as the size of your steeple 
capitalism has made it this way, 
old-fashioned fascism 
will take it away 
(chorus)


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I am so all-American, I'd sell you suicide 
I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes 
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper 
I am the animal who will not be himself 
fuck it 
Hey victim, should I black your eyes again? 
Hey victim, 
you were the one who put the stick in my hand 
I am the ism, my hate's a prism 
let's just kill everyone and let your god sort them out 
fuck it 
Everybody's someone else's nigger/I know you are so am I
I wasn't born with enough middle fingers/ 
I don't need to choose a side 
I better, better, better, better not say this 
better, better, better, better not tell 
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper 
I am the idiot who will not be himself 
fuck it 
(chorus)

. . .



Yesterday was a million years ago 
In all my past lives I played an asshole 
Now I found you, it's almost too late 
And this earth seems obliviating 
We are trembling in our crutches 
High and dead our skin is glass 
I'm so empty here without you 
I crack my xerox hands 
I know it's the last day on earth 
We'll be together while the planet dies 
I know it's the last day on earth 
We'll never say goodbye 
And the dogs slaughter each other softly 
Love burns its casualties 
We are damaged provider modules 
Spill the seeds at our children's feet 
I'm so empty here without you 
I know they want me dead 
I know it's the last day on earth 
We'll be together while the planet dies 
I know it's the last day on earth 
We'll never say goodbye 


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The boy's got a head like an atom bomb 
Hang him from a cross like the number one son 
And he's been waiting so long 
to get it on. 

The boy's 15 but he's 16 gauge 
Wants to get out of his Jesus cage 
He's already torn out the last page 
It's the "latest rage" 

Violence for the people 
They always eat the hand that bleeds 
Violence for the people 
Give the kids what they need 
Kill your god, Kill your god 
Kill your TV 

The boy's purified by the quitter gods 
Burning up his cross like a revelation 
And his glass jaw opens 
Like a puppet head 

Violence for the people 
They always eat the hand that bleeds 
Violence for the people 
Give the kids what they need 
Kill your god, Kill your god 
Kill your TV 

This is what you should fear 
You are what you should fear 

Violence for the people 
They always eat the hand that bleeds 
Violence for the people 
Give the kids what they need 
Kill your god, Kill your TV 

. . .



There's something cold and blank behind her smile 
She's standing on an overpass 
In her miracle mile 
(coma): 
You were from a perfect world 
A world that threw me away today 
Today to run away 
A pill to make you numb 
A pill to make you dumb 
A pill to make you anybody else 
But all the drugs in this world 
Won't save her from herself 
Her mouth was an empty cut 
And she was waiting to fall 
Just bleeding like a polaroid that
Lost all her dolls 
(coma): 
You were from a perfect world 
A world that threw me away today 
Today to run away 
A pill to make you numb 
A pill to make you dumb 
A pill to make you anybody else 
But all the drugs in this world 
Won't save her from herself 



. . .


(Dr. Hook Cover Song)

Some men need some killer weed,
Some need cocaine.
Some men need some cactus juice,
To purify their brain.

Some men need two women,
Some need alcohol.
Everybody needs a little something,
But lord I need it all.

To get my rocks off,
Get my rocks off.
Get my rocks off that mountain and roll 'em on down the hill.

I may do ya one time,
And I may do ya more.
And I may turn into something,
That you ain't ready for.

I might want your body,
And I might want your bread.
And I might want your mama,
To come visit me instead.

And get my rocks off,
Get my rocks off that mountain and roll 'em on down the hill.

Sometimes I dream of chicks,
To bring me everlasting joy.
Sometimes I dream of animals,
Sometimes I dream of boys.
Sometimes I kill the living,
Sometimes I raise the dead.
Sometimes I say just screw/fuck it all
and crawl back in to bed.

And get my rocks off,
Get my rocks of that mountain and roll 'em down the hill.

. . .



There's something cold and blank behind her smile 
She's standing on an overpass 
In her miracle mile 
(coma): 
You were from a perfect world 
A world that threw me away today 
Today to run away 
A pill to make you numb 
A pill to make you dumb 
A pill to make you anybody else 
But all the drugs in this world 
Won't save her from herself 
Her mouth was an empty cut 
And she was waiting to fall 
Just bleeding like a polaroid that
Lost all her dolls 
(coma): 
You were from a perfect world 
A world that threw me away today 
Today to run away 
A pill to make you numb 
A pill to make you dumb 
A pill to make you anybody else 
But all the drugs in this world 
Won't save her from herself 



. . .



Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo

We had a quarrel
A teenage quarrel
Now I'm as blue as
I know how to be
I can't call you on the phone
I can't even see you at your home
So I'm sending you this present
Just to prove that I'm telling the truth
Dear, I believe you won't laugh when you receive
This rose and a Baby Ruth

Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo,

ahh I could have sent you
An orchid of some kind
But that's all I had in my jeans at the time
But when we grow up
Some day I'll show up
Just to prove I was telling the truth
I'll kiss you, too, then I'll hand to you
This rose and a Baby Ruth

Doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo

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