Revolver
Carbon Copy Killer
Sell Yourself
Erotic Antibiotic
Something To Lust About
Suicide King |
| » Revolver « |
We are the morbid and the abstract
we are the breeding mammals with bad backs
our messiah on the cover of magazines has a black lung an i.v. of nicotine
a.m. rendezvous
with strung out ambulance driver's caffeine blues
feeling the needles the medics used
to stab their veins with double doses by the twos
this is the life of the living dead
this is the revolver blowing off my head
these are the sedatives that keep me fed
all the lies and piss
has it come down to this
a junkie's tract mark makeshift remiss
this is the life of the living dead
this is the revolver blowing of my head |
| » Carbon Copy Killer « |
Killing spree for the disposable moderns
right now you are the plastic dolls of today
slowly dismembering yourselves
you are an army of decay
killing time with flash and shine
i know all your secrets
i'm your carbon copy killer
what's that stench behind you closed door
who's that corpse on you bathroom floor
your mirror owns you
your vanity pimps you
let me smear your makeup
let me break your porcelain face |
| » Sell Yourself « |
We saw you sell your soul
we saw you let go |
| » Erotic Antibiotic « |
Are you all vacant toys
slaughtered with you queer pigs
and coked up whores
sex sells
pink masochist swells
sheik porno working girl smells
cash stash blowing fast
home wrecking hooker trash
we're kiling off the kennedy's
assassinating in mass
do you want more than a feeling
are you searching for meaning
don't look here
this is empty
this is nothing |
| » Something To Lust About « |
I am the savior of rock 'n roll
i am your electric shock control
you feel me up and you feel me out
i give you something to lust about
deep sleep dirty and cheap
i'll make you flawed
and i'll make you weak
i'm so much larger than life
let me seduce you
let me reduce you
i am the savior of rock 'n roll
i will take you where you need to go
let me smell your longing let me make you nothing |
| » Suicide King « |
Suicide king
i really wasn't faking
all the risks i was taking
i really can't stop shaking
sleepwalking without waking
i could be your suicide king
i could be your everything
i could be your suicide king
i could be your anything |
