Marilyn Manson : The Raw Boned Psalms

Indus Gothic / USA
(1989 - Self-Released)
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1. RED (IN MY) HEAD

Smiling faces on the wall
I took a walk down the hall
I banged my fist against the door
I tossed a quarter to the whore
The Camera flashes in my eyes
I spread the news she spreads her thighs
Red, red in my head
Red, red in my head

I grabbed her knuckles and I yanked them all
I bent her in half like a barbie doll
Love, hate, viscerate
Take this flesh and meditate

I sat there with her
We sat there 2
She said to me
What should we do
Well, I know some tricks
and I'll show them to you
Your mother won't mind at all if I do
To you

The poor little girl
The poor little girl
The poor little girl didn't know what to say
For her mother was out of the house today
Today
Today
Red, red in my head
Red, red in my head

The poor little girl
The poor little girl
The poor little girl didn't know what to say
For her mother was out of the house today
Today
Today
Red, red in my head
Red, red in my head

Red, red they call me red
Red, in bed
The girl


2. SON OF MAN

Rise up Son of Man
New York cities' Son of Sam
With a gun in hand
He reaps the women of our land

Blood and family does his death depravity
Keep out of his way
Live to lie another day

He picked up a .44 calibur gun
To shoot her down, down

He was told to kill
Dogs and Demons gave him will
Fear and roaming nights
Some remember hating life

Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengance
That he will soon unfurl

Now the time is here
For Son of Sam to spread fear
Father holy ghost, wicked son who kills the most

Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge

Down, down, down...

Gunshots full of lead
Fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Son of Sam killed again!

Down, down, down...
Down, down, down...


3. IV-TV

Black Sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
Drove the children from their chores
Handcrafted housewives into whores

Society snake it ate our brains
Injected poison in our veins
T.V. minds hip swing grinds
Faces cracked and filled with lines
Black sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain

Introveneous T.V. feeds
Bedroom violence all he sees
Ride the lightning to the sky
Stab the clouds and watch them cry
Black sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain

All we do is smite
for what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Denial taking human life

Clouds go by children run
Gulls do nosedives in the sun
Water falling from a spout
into wanting thirsty mouths

Black sun came and changed out name
Made our lives this simple stain
Made our lives this simple stain
Made our lives this simple stain

All we do is smite
for what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Denial taking human life

All we do is smite
for what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Endless blinding cathode light


4. THE TELEPHONE

Another night of too much cough syrup
I'm awakened by the incessant ringing of a telephone
I still have dreams caked in the corners of my eyes
and my mouth is dry and tastes shitty

Again the ringing

Slowly I bustle out of bed
The remnants of an erection still lingering in my shorts
Like a bothersome guest

Again the ringing

Carefully I abscond to the bathroom
As to not display my manhood to others
There I make the perfunctory morning faces
Which always seem to precede my daily contribution
To the once-blue toilet water
That I always enjoy making green

Again the ringing

I shake twice like most others
and I'm annoyed by the dribble that always seems to remain
Causing a small acreage of wetness on the front of my briefs
I slowly languidly, lazily, crazily,
Stumble into the den
Where my father smokes his guitars
I mean cigars
In his easy chair
I know all about easy chairs
and then I sing a song for my friends

Jesus is my boyfriend
Jesus is my boyfriend
You can't have him
Because jesus is my boyfriend

Ringing ringing
Dang it goddamn motherfucking son-of-a-bitch is ringing
I walk into the kitchen and I
Stare blankly at that shrieking plastic bastard
Since it keeps ringing I know it's her
and since it keeps ringing she knows it's me

We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a darker day
So let's start killing
There's a choice you're making
We're sparing our own lives
It's true we'll make a darker day
Just you and me

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