This isn't me
I'm not mechanical...

your world is an ashtray
we burn and coil like cigarettes
the more you cry your ashes turn to mud
it's the nature of the leeches, the virgin's
feeling cheated
you've only spent a second of your life
my world is unaffected, there is an exit here
I say it is and then it's true,
there is a dream inside a dream,
I'm wide awake the more I sleep
you'll understand when I'm dead

In space the stars are no nearer
They just glitter like a morgue
And I dreamed I was a spaceman
Burned like a moth in a flame
And our world was so fucking gone

But I'm not attached to you now
Nothing heals and nothing grows

Because it's a great big white world and we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves, we used to love another
All my stiches itch

goddamn your righteous hand
i eat innocent meat
the housewife i will beat
the prolife i will kill
what you won't do i will
i bash myself to sleep
what you sow i will reap
i scar myself you see
i wish i wasn't me
i am the little stick
you stir me into shit
goddamn your righteous hand
goddamn, goddamn (oh, lord)
goddamn, goddamn
pseudo-morals work real well
on the talk shows for the weak

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys
and Crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless
Worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living
For more safer dead

Anything to be loved
Anything to be loved

Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that were fed
So fuck all your protests and put them to bed

God is on the T.V.

The, the, the drugs they say
To make us feel so hollow, we love
In vain, narcissistic and so shallow, the cops and queers, to swim you have to swallow, hate
Today
No love for tomorrow
We're all stars now In the dope show
we're all stars now In the dope show

There's lots of pretty
Pretty ones
That wanna get you high
But all the pretty
Pretty ones
Will leave you low
And blow your mind

on we plow
the big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
try to tell me, tell me he's the best
but i don't really give a good goddamn cause
i got my lunchbox and i'm armed real well
i got my lunchbox and i'm armed real well
i got my lunchbox and i'm armed real well
i wanna grow up
i wanna be a big rock and roll star
i wanna grow up
so no one fucks with me

you built me up with your wishing hell
I didn't have to sell you
you threw your money in the pissing well
you do just what they tell you
REPENT, that's what I'm talking about
i shed the skin to feed the fake
REPENT, that's what I'm talking about
whose mistake am i anyway
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the hydra
now you'll see your star
prick your finger it is done

I don't want you and I don't need you
don't bother to resist, I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong

the beautiful people, the beautiful people
it's all relative to the size of your steeple
you can't see the forest for the trees
you can't smell your own shit on your knees

Hey you, what do you see

I am so all-american, I'll sell you suicide
I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
I am not the animal who will not be himself
fuck it

Hey victim, should I black your eyes again
Hey victim,
You were the one who put the stick in my hand
I am the ism, my hate's a prism
let's jut kill everyone and let your god sort them out
fuck it

Yesterday was a million years ago, in all my past lives I played an asshole
Now I found you, it's almost too late
And this earth seems obliviating
We are trembling in our crutches
High and dead, our skin is glass
And I'm so empty here without you, I crack my xerox hands
I know it's the last day on earth, we'll be together while the planet dies

The boy's got a head like an atom bomb
Hang him from a cross like the number one son
And he's been waiting so long
to get it on.

The boy's 15 but he's 16 gauge
Wants to get out of his Jesus cage
He's already torn out the last page
It's the "latest rage"

Violence for the people
They always eat the hand that bleeds
Violence for the people
Give the kids what they need

Do - do - do - do
Do - do - do - do

We had a quarell
A teenage quarell
Now I'm as blue
As I know how to be

I can't call you on the phone
I can't even see you at your home
So I'm sending you this present
Just to prove that I'm telling the truth
Dare I believe (you) won't laugh when you receive
This rose and a baby ruth

Do - do - do - do
Do - do - do - do
Do - do - do - do

I...

Something is cold and blank behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass
In her miracle mile

You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away

A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself

Her mouth was an empty cut
And she was waiting to fall

Some men need some killer weed,
Some need cocaine,
Some men need some cactus juice,
To purify their brain.
Some men need two women,
Some need alcohol.
Everybody needs a little something,
But lord I need it all.
To get my rocks off,
Get my rocks off.
Get my rocks off the mountain and roll 'em on down.
I may do yo one time,
And I may do you more.
And I may turn into somehting,

[First Verse:]
Sweet dreams are made of this.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.

[Chorus:]
Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to get used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused.

[Repeat First Verse]
Sweet dreams are made of this.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.

the drugs, they say
to make us feel so hollow
we love in vain
narcissistic and so shallow
the cops and queers
to swim you have to swallow
hate today
no love for tomorrow
we're all stars now in the dope show
we're all stars now in the dope show

there's lots of pretty, pretty ones
that want to get you high
but all the pretty, pretty ones
will leave you low
and blow your mind