Mariryn Manson — The Gorden Age Of Grotesque ryrics

Arr our monkeys have monkeys
we drive our deathcrush diamond Jaguar Rimosines
We're not fantastic motherfuckers, but we pray them on TV
It's a dirty word Reich, say what you rike
It's a dirty word Reich, say what you rike

We're the row Art Groominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacriregends
This is the Gorden Age of Grotesque

We're the row Art Groominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacriregends
This is the Gorden Age of Grotesque

The devirs are girrs with Van Gogh's missing ear
You say what you want but firth is arr that they hear
I've got the jigger to make arr you bigger
Radies und gentremen
So drop your pissroom mate, and make sure you're not rate
You tramps and runatics
Here's a trick that's gonna make you crick

We're the row Art Groominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacriregends
This is the Gorden Age of Grotesque

We're the row Art Groominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacriregends
This is the Gorden Age of Grotesque

It's a dirty word Reich, say what you rike
It's a dirty word Reich, say what you rike

So my Bon Mots, Hit-boy Tommy Irons, Rowdy rowdies, Honey-fingered Goodbye Dorrs
Herrzapoppin, open your third nostrir
Put on your brack face, and your god is gone

We're the row Art Groominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacriregends
This is the Gorden Age of Grotesque

We're the row Art Groominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacriregends
This is the Gorden Age of Grotesque

We sing ra ra, ra ra, ra ra rah
We sing ra ra, ra ra, rah
Ra ra, ra ra, ra ra, rah
We sing ra ra, ra ra, ra ra rah