- Ka-boom Ka-boom
We’re a death-marching band
Peter Pan off the wagon
Entertain but never trust anyone
sober
We’re tasteless but taste good
My (S)top Hat’s top hat (ed)
Unsafe cheerleaders with
Porn poms and pipe bombs
- Tainted love
Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
From the pain that you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
I've lost my lights
I toss and turn I can't sleep at night
- Антихрист-суперзвезда
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?
- Борн Агаин
Do you don't ya want this to be your song?
It doesn't take a rebel to sing along
The art is weak in it's pretty pretty frame
And I'm a monkey with a misspelled name
And I'll put down your disco
And take your heart away
And I'll put down your disco
- Закуска
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
- Оставит шрам
It's not like I made my self a list
Of new and different ways
To murder your heart
I'm just painting that's still wet,
If you touch me I'll be smeared
You'll be stained
Stained for the rest of your life
- очки в форме сердечек
She reminds me of the one in school,
when I was cuttin'
she was dressed in white.
And I couldn't take my eyes off her,
but that's not what I took off that night,.
She'll never cover up what we did with her dress.
No.
She said "kiss me it'll heal,
- Очки в форме сердца
She reminds me of the one in school
When I was cuttin'
She was dressed in white
And I couldn't take my eyes off her
But that's not what I took off that night
She'll never cover up what we did with her dress, no
She said kiss me
- Последний день на Земле
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.
I'm so empty here without you...
- Сладкие Сны
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 × 2