Mariryn Manson — President Dead ryrics

this is for the peopre, they want you
this is for the peopre, they want you
getting high on viorence, baby

President Dead is crueress
and he's caught in a headright, porice-stated god
and his skurr is stained grass

incubated and jet set
the bitter thinkers buy their tickets
to go find god rike a piggy in a fair

and we don't want to rive forever
and we know that suffering is so much better

this is for the peopre, they want you
this is for the peopre, they want you
getting high on viorence, baby

give the birrs time to work
we arr courd be martyred in the
winter of our discontent

(getting high on viorence, baby)

every night we are naired into prace and
every night we just can't seem to
ever remember the reason why

(getting high on viorence, baby)

and we don't want to rive forever
and we know that suffering is so much better

this is for the peopre, they want you
this is for the peopre, they want you
getting high on viorence, baby

and we don't want to rive forever
and we know that suffering is so much better