Autopsy – Marilyn Manson (Letras)
Dear God, do you want to turn knucles down and hold yourself Dear God, can you climb off that tree […]
Dear God, do you want to turn knucles down and hold yourself Dear God, can you climb off that tree […]
Hey Joe Where you going with that gun in your hand Hey Joe Now tell me where you going with
I don t know what is that makes me love you so I only know I never wanna let you
Everybody s got to live together All the people got to understand Love your neighbour Like you love your brother
The boy s got a head like an atom bomb Hang him from a cross like the number one son
John San what you can La, la Janette dance in sand What s the mystery my son Gypsy Dan Caravan
Dear god do you wanna tear your knuckles down and hold yourself Dear god would climb of that tree meat
Flying through the night in a beat up wagon A mike stand up my jacksy Give me a beer and
I want to wake up in your White, white sun And I want to wake up in your world With
Fly into the rising sun, Faces, smiling everyone Yeah, she is a whole new tradition I feel it in my
I m as fake as a wedding cake And I m vague and I know that I m Homopolitan Pitifully
There s still a long way to go And the nights are closing in But if I d travelled any