Lest We Forget: The Best Of
Zooore 2006.08.23. 20:36
Lest We Forget: The Best Of
Personal Jesus
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who's there
Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer Take second best Put me to the test Things on your chest You need to confess I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver Reach out and touch faith Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus...
Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver Reach out and touch faith Your own personal Jesus Reach out and touch faith
The Love Song
[The bullet:] "I've got a crush on a pretty pistol should I tell her that I feel this way? Father told us to be faithful I've got a crush on a pretty pistol should I tell her that I feel this way I've got love songs in my head that are killing us away"
[The Father:] "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?"
"do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah)
[The bullet:] "She tells me I'm a pretty bullet I'm gonna be a star someday Mother says that we should look away She tells me I'm a pretty bullet an Imitation Christ I've got love songs in my head that are killing us away"
[The Father:] "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah)
mOBSCENE
"Ladies and Gentlemen" We are the thing of shapes to come Your freedom's not free and dumb This Depression is Great The Deformation Age, they know my name Waltzing to scum and base and Married to the pain
Bang we want it Bang we want it Bang bang bang bang bang You came to see the mobscene I know it isn't your scene It's better than a sex scene and it's So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
[GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):] Be obscene, be be obscene Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
The day that love opened our eyes We watched the world end We have "high" places but we have no friends They told us sin's not good but we know it's great War-time full-frontal drugs, sex-tank armor plate
Bang we want it Bang we want it Bang bang bang bang bang You came to see the mobscene I know it isn't your scene It's better than a sex scene and it's So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
You want commitment? Put on your best suit, get your arms around me Now we're going down down down You want commitment? Put on your best suit, get your arms around me Now we're going down down down
[GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):] Be obscene, be be obscene Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
You came to see the mobscene I know it isn't your scene It's better than a sex scene and it's So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
You want commitment? Put on your best suit, get your arms around me Now we're going down down down You want commitment? Put on your best suit, get your arms around me Now we're going down down down
"Ladies and gentlemen, be obscene! Be be obscene!" [GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):] Be obscene, be be obscene Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
Bang bang bang bang bang.
The Fight Song
Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events Isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breath into survive
But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist But I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
And when we were good you just closed you eyes So when we are bad we're going to scar your minds
fight, fight, fight, fight
You'll never grow up to be a big- rock-star-celebrated-victim-of-your-fame They'll just cut our wrists like cheap coupons and say that death was on sale today
And when we were good you just closed you eyes So when we are bad we'll scar your minds
But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist But I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
the death of one is a tragedy the death of one is a tragedy the death of one is a tragedy but death of a million is just a statistic
[CHORUS]
fight, fight, fight, fight
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
Once I ran to you (I ran) Now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears and that's not nearly all Tainted love Tainted love
Now I know I've got to Run away I've got to Get away You don't really want any more from me To make things right You need someone to hold you tight You think love is to pray But I'm sorry I don't pray that way
Once I ran to you (I ran) Now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears and that's not nearly all Tainted love Tainted love
Don't touch me please I cannot stand the way you tease I love you though you hurt me so Now I'm going to pack my things and go Touch me baby, tainted love Touch me baby, tainted love Touch me baby, tainted love
Once I ran to you (I ran) Now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears and that's not nearly all Tainted love Tainted love Tainted love
THE DOP SHOW
The drugs they say 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 Who want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low And blow your mind We're all stars now in the dope show We're all stars now in the dope show They love you when you're on all the covers When you're not then they love another They love you when you're on all the covers When you're not then they love another The drugs they say Are made in California We love your face We'd really like to sell you The cops and queers Make good-looking models I hate today Who will I wake up with tomorrow? There's lots of pretty, pretty ones Who want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low And blow your mind They love you when you're on all the covers When you're not then they love another They love you when you're on all the covers When you're not then they love another There's lots of pretty, pretty ones Who want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low And blow your mind They'll blow your mind We're all stars now in the dope show We're all stars now in the dope show
THIS IS THE NEW SHIT
Everything has been said before There's nothing left to say anymore When it's all the same You can ask for it by name
Babble babble bitch bitch Rebel rebel party party Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence" Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in: Everybody sing along. Babble babble bitch bitch Rebel rebel party party Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence" Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in: Everybody sing, Are you motherfuckers ready For the new shit? Stand up and admit, tomorrow's never coming. This is the new shit. Stand up and admit. Do we get it? No. Do we want it? Yeah. This is the new shit, Stand up and admit.
Babble babble bitch bitch Rebel rebel party party Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence" Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in: Everybody sing along. Everything has been said before There's nothing left to say anymore When it's all the same You can ask for it by name, Are you motherfuckers ready For the new shit? Stand up and admit, tomorrow's never coming. This is the new shit. Stand up and admit. Do we get it? No. Do we want it? Yeah. This is the new shit, Stand up and admit.
And now it's "you know who" I got the "you know what" I stick it "you know where" You know why, you don't care. And now it's "you know who" I got the "you know what" I stick it "you know where" You know why, you don't care.
Babble babble bitch bitch Rebel rebel party party Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence" Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in: Everybody sing.
Are you motherfuckers ready For the new shit? Stand up and admit, tomorrow's never coming. This is the new shit. Stand up and admit. Do we get it? No. Do we want it? Yeah. This is the new shit, Stand up and admit.
So, LET US ENTERTAIN YOU LET US ENTERTAIN YOU... Blah blah blah blah everybody sing along.
DISPOSABLE TEENS
and I'm a black rainbow and I'm an ape of god I got a face that's made for doing violence upon I'm a teen distortion survived abortion a rebel from the waist down
I wanna thank you mom I wanna thank you dad for bringing this fucking world to a bitter end I never really hated a one true god but the god of the people I hated
you said you wanted evolution the ape was a great big hit you say you want a revolution, man and I say that you're full of shit
we're disposable teens we're disposable teens we're disposable teens we're disposable
we're disposable teens we're disposable teens we're disposable teens we're disposable
you said you wanted evolution the ape was a great big hit you say you want a revolution, man and I say that you're full of shit
The more that you fear us the bigger we get the more that you fear us the bigger we get and don't be surprised, don't be surprised don't be surprised when we destroy all of it
[CHORUS]
SWEET DREAMS
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 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
I wanna use you and abuse you I wanna know what's inside you (Whispering) Hold your head up, movin' on Keep your head up, movin' on Hold your head up, movin' on Keep your head up, movin' on Hold your head up, movin' on Keep your head up, movin' on Movin' on!
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
I'm gonna use you and abuse you I'm gonna know what's inside Gonna use you and abuse you I'm gonna know what's inside you
LUNCHBOX
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 i got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down wanna go out, gotta get out to the playground, gonna throw down at the playground i wanna go out next motherfucker gonna get my metal next motherfucker gonna get my metal next motherfucker gonna get my metal next motherfucker pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow i wanna grow up i wanna be a big rock and roll star i wanna grow up so no one fucks with me
TOURNIQUET
she's made of hair and bone and little teeth and things I cannot speak she comes on like a crippled plaything spine is just a string I wrapped our love in all this foil silver-tight like spider legs I never wanted it to ever spoil but flies will always lay their eggs Take your hatred out on me make your victim my head you never ever believed in me I am your tourniquet prosthetic synthesis with butterfly sealed up with virgin stitch if it hurts, baby please tell me preserve the innocence I never wanted it to end like this but flies will lay their eggs
ROCK IS DEAD
All simple monkeys with alien babies Amphetamines for boys Crucifixes for ladies Sampled and soulless Worldwide and real webbed You sell all the living For more safer dead
Anything to belong
[Chorus:] 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 in the T.V.
1,000 mothers are praying for it We're so full of hope And so full of shit Build a new god to medicate and to ape Sell us ersatz dressed up and real fake
Anything to belong
Rock is deader than dead
[Chorus repeat]
God is in the T.V.
GET YOUR GUNN
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 I hate therefore I am Goddamn your righteous hand Goddamn, goddamn (oh, lord) Goddamn, goddamn Pseudo-morals work real well On the talk shows for the weak But your selective judgements And goodguy badges Don't mean a fuck to me I throw a little fit I slit my teenage wrist The most that I can learn Is in records that you burn Get your gunn, get your gunn Get your gunn, get your gunn Pseudo-morals work real well On the talk shows for the weak But your selective judgements And goodguy badges Don't mean a fuck to me I am the vhs Record me with your fist You want me to save the world I'm just a little girl Pseudo-morals work real well On the talk shows for the weak But your selective judgements And goodguy badges Don't mean a fuck to me Get your gunn, get your gunn Get your gunn, get your gunn...get
THE NOBODIES
Today I am dirty I want to be pretty Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt
Today I am dirty I want to be pretty Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt
We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead, they'll know just who we are
We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead, they'll know just who we are
Yesterday I was dirty wanted to be pretty I know now that I'm forever dirt
Yesterday I was dirty wanted to be pretty I know now that I'm forever dirt
We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead, they'll know just who we are
We are the nobodies we wanna be somebodies when we're dead, they'll know just who we are
Some children died the other day we fed machines and then we prayed puked up and down in morbid faith you should have seen the ratings that day
LONG HARD ROAD OUT OF HELL
I want to fly into your sun Need faith to make me numb Live like a teenage christ Im a saint, got a date with suicide
Oh Mary, Mary To be this young is oh so scary Mary, Mary To be this young im oh so scared I wanna live, I wanna love But its a long hard road, out of hell I wanna live, I wanna love But its a long hard road, out of hell
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
Spin my way out of hell, theres nothing left this soul to sell
Live fast and die fast too How many times to do this for you? How many times to do this for you?
Mary, Mary To be this young im oh so scared I wanna live, I wanna love But its a long hard road, out of hell I wanna live, I wanna love But its a long hard road, out of hell
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
I wanna live, I wanna love But its a long hard road, out of hell
Long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, I wanna love But its a long hard road, out of hell
Sell my soul for anything, anything but you Sell my soul for anything, anything but you
THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
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
There's no time to discriminate, Hate every motherfucker That's in your way
[Chorus:] Hey you, what do you see? Something beautiful, something free? Hey you, are you trying to be mean? If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
The worms will live in every host It's hard to pick which one they eat most
The horrible people, the horrible people It's as anatomic as the size of your steeple Capitalism has made it this way, Old-fashioned fascism will take it away
[Chorus]
There's no time to discriminate, Hate every motherfucker That's in your way
The beautiful people The beautiful people (aahh) [x4]
[Chorus x2]
The beautiful people [x8]
THE REFLECTING GOD
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 I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me Saw heaven and hell were lies When I'm god everyone dies Scar/can you feel my power? Shoot here and the world gets smaller Scar/scar/can you feel my power? One shot and the world gets smaller Let's jump upon the sharp swords And cut away our smiles Without the threat of death There's no reason to live at all 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
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
"Each thing i show you is a piece of my death" Shoot shoot shoot motherfucker No salvation, no forgiveness "This is beyond your experience" Forgiveness...
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