before the bullets, before the flies
before authorities take out my eyes
the only smiling are you dolls that i made
but you are plastic and so are your brains

dear god the sky is as blue as a gunshot wound
dear god if you were alive you know we'd kill you

before the bullets, before the flies
before authorities take out my eyes
the only smiling are you dolls that i made
but you are plastic and so are your brains

do you love your guns? (yeah)
god? (yeah) your government?
do you love your guns? (yeah)
god? (yeah) your government? (fuck yeah)

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

do you love your guns? (yeah)
god? (yeah) your government? (fuck yeah)

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

fight, fight, fight, fight

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

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

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

"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

you're just a copy of an imitation

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
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

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
(getting high on violence, baby)

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

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

this is evolution, the monkey, the man, and then the gun

i am a revolution, pull my knuckles down if i could
i am a revelation and i'm nailed to the holy wood

this is evolution, the monkey the man and then the gun

we are dead and tomorrow's canceled because of things we did yesterday
we are dead and tomorrow's canceled, they crucify us in our space
in our space, in our space

this is evolution, the monkey, the man and then the gun
flies are waiting

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

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

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

we write our prayers on a little bomb, kiss it on the face and send it to god

(chorus)

we were the world, but we've got no future
and we want to be just like you, we want to be just like you

there was christ in the metal shell, there was blood on the pavement
the camera will make you god, that's how jack became sainted
if you die when there's no one watching, and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their tv, you're a martyr and a lamb of god
nothing's going to change, nothing's going to change the world

there was lennon and a happy gun, there were words on the pavement
we were looking for the lamb of god, we were looking for mark david
if you die when there's no one watching, and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their tv, you're a martyr and a lamb of god

nothing's going to change the world, nothing's going to change
nothing's going to change the world, nothing's going to change
the world

it took three days for him to die, the born again could buy the serial rights
lamb of god have mercy on us, lamb of god won't you grant us

nothing's going to change the world, nothing's going to change
nothing's going to change the world, nothing's going to change
the world

if you die when there's no one watching, and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their tv, you're a martyr and a lamb of god
nothing's going to change the world

i'm someone else, i'm someone new
i'm someone stupid just like you
i'm someone else, i'm someone new
i'm someone stupid just like you

do 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 disco and take you heart away
i'll put down you disco and take your heart away"
i am born again

i'm someone else, i'm someone new
i'm someone stupid just like you
i'm someone else, i'm someone new
i'm someone stupid just like you

the valley of the dolls is the valley of the dead
the valley of the dolls is the valley of the dead

(chorus)

i am born again

multiply your death, divide by sex, add up the violence and what do you get?
we are all just stars and we're waiting
we are all just scarred and we're hating
we are all just stars on your burning flag

you can point your gun at me and hope it will go away
if god was alive, he would hate you anyway

my right wing is flapping, the left one is gray
let's hear it for the kids but nothing they say
they gyrate and g-rate on election day
we got out abc's and our f-u-c-k

multiply your death, divide by sex, add up the violence and what do you get?
we are all just stars and we're waiting
we are all just scarred and we're hating
we are all just stars on your burning flag

you can point your gun at me and hope it will go away
but if god was alive, he would hate you anyway

my mouth was a crib and it was growing lies
i didn't know what love was on that day
my heart's a tiny bloodclot, i picked at it
it never heals it never goes away

i burned 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'd kill myself to make everybody pay
this was never my world, you took the angel away
i'd kill myself to make everybody pay

i would have told her then, she was the only thing
that i could love in this dying world
but the simple word "love" itself
already died and went away

this was never my world, you took the angel away
i'd kill myself to make everybody pay
this was never my world, you took the angel away
i'd kill myself to make everybody pay

i burned all the good things in the eden eye
we were too dumb to run, too dead to die

b) the apple of discord

her heart's bloodstained egg we didn't handle with care
it's broken and bleeding and we can never repair

flies are waiting
in the shadow of the valley of death
in the shadow of the valley of death

slit our wrists and send us to heaven, the first flower after the flood
i saw that pregnant girl today, she didn't know that it was dead inside
even though it was alive, some of us are really born to die

flies are waiting
in the shadow of the valley of death
in the shadow of the valley of death

slit our wrists and send us to heaven, the first flower after the flood
in the shadow of the valley of death
in the shadow of the valley of death

when one world ends
something else begins
but without a scream
just a whisper because we
just start it over again

i've got an angel in the lobby, he's waiting to put me in line
i won't ask forgiveness, my faith has gone dry

she's got her christian prescriptures and death has crawled in her ear
like elevator music of songs that she shouldn't hear

and it spins around, 1, 2, 3
and we all lay down, 4, 5, 6
some do it fast, some do it better in smaller amounts

and it spins around, 1, 2, 3
and we all lay down, 4, 5, 6
some do it fast, some do it better in smaller amounts