[SONGS & LYRICS BY TATSU MIKAMI] REVOLUTION FOR NEW GENERATION SEX, DRUG & MURDER I'LL SHOW YOU THE WAY TO KILL, MY CHILDREN DEMOLITION FOR NEW CREATION
I be the nigga with the 357 chrome plated, America's most player hated and frustrated, Suicide's still on my mind, I comteplated, Murder more niggas
Ich komm grad aus Amerika, war nicht so erfolgreich da, doch eigentlich ist nichts passiert. Hab in Las Vegas eingecheckt, keine Drogen im Gepack, die
back, Let's go have a ball. Cause I'm slipping into the charlie manson blues. I'm a stupid dressed jesus son. I'm slipping into the charlie manson blues
way I hope my kids like Marilyn Manson I?m not the only one to live in pain It?s not the devil come to drive us all insane I hope my kids like Marilyn Manson
dans la chapelle de Harlem Jerry est blanc Jessy est noir ils se sont dit "oui" plein d'espoir ils sont venu se marier dans la chapelle de Harlem toute
I found the center of fruit is late, It is the center of truth today, Cut the apple in two, Oh, I pray it isn't true, I found the center of fruit is
Next motherfucker's gonna get my metal I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well I wanna go down I wanna go down Down I wanna go down Down Down Down
Do you favor all with good intention? Never mind the destination Sex, Guns, and Anarchy Blood, Guts, and Sodomy Mutually your shore destruction Backing
Here come old flat top He come groovin' up slowly He got jew jew eyeballs He want holy rollers He got hair down to his knees Got to be a joker He just
Down in the park Where the machmen meet the machines And play 'kill-by-numbers' Down in the park with a friend called 'five' I was in a car crash Or
I lie, I wait I stop, I hesitate I am, I breathe I meant, I think of me Is it any wonder I can't sleep? All I have is all you gave to me Is it
Five to one baby one in five No one here gets out alive now You get yours baby I'll get mine Gonna make it baby if we try Come on, yeah! The old get
America bled to death Electric & pregnant Brilliant sluts & fire worship Devouring the righteous We were just monkeys braiding thread We were golden
Rewrite the constitution Let's justify the revolution. The end is here. If you're a part of the institution. You're not a part of the solution. Bow
(From "Detroit Rock City" Soundtrack) Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride
(From "Dead Man on Campus" Soundtrack) Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Don't let me hear you say life's taking you
You are the wind beneath my wings The grill across my face. You are the fuel in my machine. That special place. You are the sunshine of my life. My
