HOLY WOOD

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)
I've got love songs in my head that are killing us away"
I've got love songs in my head that are killing us away"
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?"
The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?"
The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?"
The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah)

I've got love songs in my head that are killing us away"

I've got love songs in my head that are killing us away"

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?"
The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?"
The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?"
The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?"
The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah)
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 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
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're scar your minds
But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist But I'm not a slave to 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
But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist But I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit

But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist But I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit

fight, fight, fight, fight fight, fight, fight, fight
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 yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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

Target Audience (Narcissus Narcosis)
Am I sorry your sky went black, put your knives in babies backs? Am I sorry you killed the Kennedy's and Huxley too? But I'm sorry Shakespeare was your scapegoat and your apples sticking into my throat Sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails and your crucifixion commercials failed but I'm just a pitiful anonymous And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song
Am I sorry to be alive putting my face in the beehive? Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine too? I'm sorry you never check the bag in my head for a bomb and my halo was a needle hole I'm sorry I saw a priest being beaten and I made a wish but I'm just a pitiful anonymous And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song we all just sing their song
And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song we all just sing their song we all just sing their song
we all just sing their song
"the valley of death we are free your father's your prison you see"
"the valley of death we are free your father's your prison you see"
And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song
And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song
you're just a copy of an imitation
you're just a copy of an imitation
"President Dead"
this is for the people, they want you this is for the people, they want you getting high on violence, baby President Dead is clueless and he's caught in a headlight, police-stated god and his skull is stained glass incubated and jet set the bitter thinkers buy their tickets

and we don't want to live forever and we know that suffering is so much better
this is for the people, they want you this is for the people, they want you getting high on violence, baby
give the bills time to work we all could be martyred in the winter of our discontent (getting high on violence, baby) every night we are nailed into place and every night we just can't seem to ever remember the reason why to go find god like a piggy in a fair

and we don't want to live forever and we know that suffering is so much better
this is for the people, they want you this is for the people, they want you getting high on violence, baby
and we don't want to live forever and we know that suffering is so much better

and we don't want to live forever and we know that suffering is so much better

and we don't want to live forever and we know that suffering is so much better

In the Shadow of the Valley of Death

We have no future heaven wasn't made for me we burn ourselves to hell as fast as it can be and I wish that I could be a king then I'd know that I am not alone Maggots put on shirts Sell each others shit sometimes I feel so worthless sometimes I feel discarded I wish that I was good enough then I'd know that I am not alone
Death is policeman Death is the priest Death is the stereo Death is a TV Death is the Tarot Death is an angel and Death is our God killing us all
she puts the seeds in me plant this dying tree she's a burning string and I'm just the ashes
she put the seeds in me plant this dying tree she's a burning string and I'm just the ashes

she put the seeds in me plant this dying tree she's a burning string and I'm just the ashes
Cruci-Fiction in Space
this is evolutionthe monkeythe manand then the gunif Christ was in Texasthe hammerthe sicklethe only son
this is your creationthe atom of Edenwas a bomb if Jack was the Baptistwe'd drink winefrom the head
this is evolutionthe monkeythe manand then the gun
this is evolutionthe monkeythe manand then the gun
I am a revolutionpull my knuckles downif I couldI am a revelationand I'm nailedto the Holy Wood
this is evolutionthe monkey the manand then the gunthis is evolutionthe monkey the manand then the gunwe are dead and tomorrow's canceledbecause of things we did yesterdaywe are dead and tomorrow's canceledthey crucify us in our spacein our spacein our space
this is evolutionthe monkey the manand then the gun
this is evolutionthe monkey the manand then the gun
this is evolutionthe monkey the manand then the gun
this is evolutionthe monkey the manand then the gun
this is evolutionthe monkey the manand then the gun
this is evolutionthe monkey the manand then the gun
A Place in the Dirt
We are damned and we are dead all god's children to be sent to our perfect place in the sun and in the dirt There's a windshield in my heart we are bugs so smeared and scarred and could you stop the meat from thinking before I swallow all of it, could you please? Put me in the motorcade put me in the death parade dress me up and take me dress me up and make me your dying god
angels with needles poked through our eyes let the ugly light of the world in we were no longer blind we were no longer blind

Put me in the motorcade put me in the death parade dress me up and take me dress me up and make me your dying god
Now we hold the "ugly head" the Mary-whore is at the bed They've cast the shadow of our perfect death in the sun and in the dirt
The Nobodies

Today I am dirtyI want to be prettyTomorrow, I know I'm just dirtToday I am dirtyI want to be prettyTomorrow, I know I'm just dirtWe are the nobodiesWanna be SomebodiesWe're dead,We know just who we are
We are the nobodiesWanna be SomebodiesWe're dead,We know just who we areYesterday I was dirtyWanted to be prettyI know now that I'm forever dirt
Yesterday I was dirtyWanted to be prettyI know now that I'm forever dirt
We are the nobodiesWanna be SomebodiesWe're dead,We know just who we areWe are the nobodiesWanna be SomebodiesWe're dead,We know just who we are
Some children died the other dayWe fed machines and then we prayedPuked up and down in morbid faithYou should have seen the ratings that day
Some children died the other dayWe fed machines and then we prayedPuked up and down in morbid faithYou should have seen the ratings that day
na nananana na nananana

We are the nobodiesWanna be SomebodiesWe're dead,We know just who we are
We are the nobodiesWanna be SomebodiesWe're dead,We know just who we are

The Death Song

we're on a bullet and we're headed straight into god even he'd like to end it too we take a pill, get a face buy our ticket and we hope that heaven's true I saw a cop beat a priest on the TV and they know they killed our heroes too

We sing the death song kids because we've got no future and we want to be just like you and we want to be just like you
and we want to be just like you

Let's sing the death song kids we light a candle on an earth we made into hell and pretend that we're in heaven each time we do we get the blind man's ticket and we know that nothing's true I saw priest kill a cop on the TV and I know now they're our heroes too
We sing the death song kidsbecause we've got no futureand we want to be just like youand we want to be just like you
want to be just like you want to be just like you

We sing the death song kids We sing the death song kids

We sing the death song kids We sing the death song kids
we write our prayers on a little bombkiss it on the face and send it to god

We sing the death song kidsbecause we've got no futureand we want to be just like youwe want to be just like you
want to be just like you want to be just like you

because we've got no future
and we want to be just like you
want to be just like you
want to be just like you want to be just like you
We sing the death song kids


Lamb Of God
There was crust in the metal shellThere was blood on the pavementThe camera will make you GodThat's how Jack became saintedIf you die when there's no one watchingand your ratings drop and you're forgottenIf they kill you on their TVYou're a martyr and the lamb of GodNothing's going to changeNothing's going to change the world
There was Lennon and the happy gunThere were words? on the pavementWe were looking for the lamb of GodWe were looking for Mark David
If you die when there's no one watchingand your ratings drop and you're forgottenIf they kill you on their TVYou're a martyr and the lamb of GodNothing's going to change the worldNothing's going to changeNothing's going to change the worldNothing's going to change the world
It took three days for him to dieThe born again to buy the serial rightsLamb of God have mercy on usA lamb of God, will you dread us?
Nothing's going to change the worldNothing's going to change
Nothing's going to change the worldNothing's going to change
Nothing's going to change the worldNothing's going to change
Nothing's going to change the worldNothing's going to change the world
If you die when there's no one watchingand your ratings drop and you're forgottenIf they kill you on their TVYou're a martyr and a lamb of God
Nothing's going to change the world

born again

Do you or don't you want this to be your song?It doesn't take a rebel to sing along. This art is weakin its pretty frameand I am a monkey witha misspelled name"I'll put down you discoand take you heart away.I'll put down you discoand take your heart away"I am born again
I'm someone elseI'm someone newI'm someone stupid just like youI'm someone elseI'm someone new I'm someone stupid just like youdo you or don't you want to take this hit?Does it make you feel like you're a part of "it.""I'll put down you discoand take you heart away.I'll put down you discoand take your heart away"I am born again
I'm someone elseI'm someone newI'm someone stupid just like youI'm someone elseI'm someone new I'm someone stupid just like you
the valley of the dolls isthe valley of the deadthe valley of the dolls is the valley of the dead
I'm someone elseI'm someone newI'm someone stupid just like youI'm someone elseI'm someone new I'm someone stupid just like you
"I'll put down you discoand take you heart away.I'll put down you discoand take your heart away"I am born again
I am born againI am born againI am born againI am born again
"Burning Flag"They want to sell it outBuy it upDumb it downA good god is hard to findI'll join the crowd thatWants to see me deadRight now I feel I belongFor the first time
Multiply your deathDivide by sexAdd up the violence andWhat do you get?We are all just stars and we're waitingWe are all just scarred and we're hatingWe are all just stars on your burning flag
You can point your gun at meAnd hope it will go awayIf god was alive,He would hate you anywayMy right wing is flappingThe left one is grayLet's hear it for the kids butNothing they sayThey gyrate and G-rateOn Election DayWe got out ABC's and our F U C KWe got out ABC's
We got out ABC's

Multiply your deathDivide by sexAdd up the violence and What do you get?We are all just stars and we're waitingWe are all just scarred and we're hatingWe are all just stars on your burning flag

You can point your gun at meAnd hope it will go awayBut if god was alive, He would hate you anyway
We are all just stars and we're waitingWe are all just scarred and we're hatingWe are all just stars on your burning flagWe are all just stars on your burning flagWe are all just stars on your burning flagWe are all just stars on your burning flagWe are all just stars on your burning flag
We are all just stars on your burning flag
coma black

And it was growing lies I didn't know what love was on that day Her hearts a tiny blood clot I picked at it, it never heals, it never goes away Burn all the good things in the eden eye We were too dumb to run, too dead to die Burn all the good things in the eden eye We were too dumb to run, too dead to die This was never my world You took the angel away I killed myself to make everybody pay This was never my world You took the angel away I killed myself to make everybody pay
I would've told her then She was the only thing That I could love, in this dying world But the simple word, of love itself Already died and went away
This was never my world You took the angel away I killed myself to make everybody pay This was never my world You took the angel away I killed myself to make everybody pay
Burn all the good things in the eden eye We were too dumb to run, too dead to die Burn all the good things in the eden eye We were too dumb to run, too dead to die
This was never my world You took the angel away I killed myself to make everybody pay This was never my world You took the angel away I killed myself to make everybody pay This was never my world You took the angel away I killed myself to make everybody pay This was never my world You took the angel away I killed myself to make everybody pay
Our hearts a bloodstained egg We didn't handle with care It's broken and bleeding And we could never repair Our hearts a bloodstained egg We didn't handle with care It's broken and bleeding And we could never repair And we can never repair


Valentine's Day
She was the color of TVher mouth curled under like a metal snakealthough Holy Wood was sadthey'd remember this as Valentine's day

flies are waiting
In the Shadow of the Valley of DeathIn the Shadow of the Valley of Death
slit our wrists and send us to heaventhe first flower after the flood
I saw that pregnant girl todayshe didn't know that it was dead insideeven though it was alivesome of us are really born to die
flies are waiting
In the Shadow of the Valley of DeathIn the Shadow of the Valley of Death

slit our wrists and send us to heaventhe first flower after the flood
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of DeathIn the Shadow of the Valley of Death

In the Shadow of the Valley of DeathIn the Shadow of the Valley of Death


The Fall of Adam
The Abraham Lincoln town cars arrive to dispose of our king and queen they orchestrated dramatic new scenes for Celebritarian needs When one world ends something else begins but without a scream just a whisper because we just start it over again

[spoken]Do you love your guns?Your god and your government?Let me hear youHeyDo you love your guns?Do you love your god and your government?Let me hear you goddamn itHeyDo you love your guns?And your god and your government?Let me hear youHeyYour mother?And your father?And your baby?Goddamn it let me hear youHeyDo you love your guns?I want your mothers and your fathersTo hear you say itHeyEvery single one of you motherfuckersLet me hear it from youHeyDo you love your guns?And your god and your government?HeyI wanna hear it from everyoneI wanna hear you say you want a gunLet me hear itHey

King Kill 33º
Is this what you wanted? This is what you get. Turned all your lives into this shit. You never accepted or treated me fair blame me for what I believe and I wear. You fucked yourselves and you raised these sheep the blue and the withered seeds you will reap. You never gave me a chance to be me Or even a fucking chance just to be. But I have to show you that you played a role and I will destroy you with one simple hole. The world that hates me has taken its toll but now I have finally taken control. You wanted so bad to make me this thing and I want you now to just kill the king and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry this is what you deserve and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry this is what you deserve and I am not sorry, and I am not sorry this is what you deserve
King Kill 33 King Kill 33 King Kill 33 King Kill 33

King Kill 33 King Kill 33 King Kill 33 King Kill 33

Count To Six And Die
She's got her eyes open wideshe's got the dirt and spit of the worldher mouth on the metal the lips of a scared little girlI've got an angel in the lobbyhe's waiting to put me in lineI won't ask forgivenessmy faith has gone dry
She's got her Christian prescripturesand death has crawled in her earlike elevator music of songsthat she shouldn't hear
and it spins around 1...2...3and we all lay down 4...5...6some do it fast some do it better in smaller amounts
and it spins around 1...2...3and we all lay down 4...5...6some do it fast some do it better in smaller amounts