Marilyn - Jack Cash & the Long Haul

He lives inside my mouth, tells me what to say When he turns the trains on, he makes it go away Hands are cracked and dirty, and the nails are beetle wings When he turns the trains on, he unties all of the strings "Tell me something beautiful Tell me something free Tell me something beautiful And I wish that I could be" Then I got my wings and I never even knew it When I was a worm, thought I couldn't get through it Come, come Toys all smell like children, and the scab-knees will obey I'll have to kneel on broomsticks just to make it go away Then I got my wings and I never even knew it When I was a worm, thought I couldn't get through it "Because today is black Because there is no turning back Because your lies have watered me I have become the strongest weed Because today is black Because there is no turning back Because your lies have watered me I have become the strongest weed" The taste of metal, Disintegrator Three holes upon the leather belt It's cut and swollen, the age is showing There's no one here to save ourselves This is what you should fear You are what you should fear This is what you should fear You are what you should fear This is what you should fear You are what you should fear This is what you should fear You are what you should fear This is what you should fear You are what you should fear This is what you should fear You are what you should fear

Get behind me Get behind me Get behind me, Satan Get behind me Get behind me Get behind me, Satan So you wear your damage on your sleeve But don't worry It's all just tongue and cheek, yeah Not a victim of fashion More fascist than vogue 'Cause victim is chic You're as famous as your pain Victim is chic, yeah If you conjure the devil You better make sure You got a bed for him to sleep in If you conjure the devil You better make sure You got a bed for him to sleep in Buckshot, glitter perfume Is something you never want to wear In your hair will be brains And this shit won't be the same Get behind me Get behind me Get behind me, Satan (and this shit won't be the same) If you conjure the devil You better make sure You got a bed for him to sleep in If you conjure the devil You better make sure You got a bed for him to sleep in Get behind me Get behind me Get behind me, Satan Am I Superman? Am I superstitious? Am I Superman? Am I superstitious? Am I Superman? Am I superstitious? Am I Superman? Am I superstitious? Get behind me Get behind me Get behind me, Satan

Ailanrutas si siht When all your demons die Even if just one survives I will still be here to hold you No matter how cold you are No matter how cold you are I see the terror in your teardrop Take your belief Make it snow, let go And wait together until we thaw I don't wanna be another bullet hole In the exit sign of your road I don't wanna be another bullet hole In the exit sign of your road Just smile like a rifle Hot metal in the setting sun Just smile like a rifle Hot metal in the setting sun I was invited to eat the young I was invited to eat the young A stunning possession of symbolic firearms In the bottomless celebrity scar A stunning possession of symbolic firearms In the bottomless celebrity scar I don't wanna be another bullet hole In the exit sign of your road I don't wanna be another bullet hole In the exit sign of your road So, just smile like a rifle Hot metal in the setting sun Just smile like a rifle Hot metal in the setting sun I was invited to eat the young I was invited to eat the young Si siht ailanrutas By the roadside, all the bones picked clean No gas in our machine I will still be here to hold you No matter how cold you are No matter how cold we are Can't stop now, no flowers to smell The earth ate up the Son, can't even load my gun It feels like Saturnalia Sat-sat-sat-sat-Saturnalia Sat-sat-sat-sat-Saturnalia There's no exit plan, here No emergency room in this tomb And this door only opens one way There's no exit plan, here No emergency room in this tomb And this door only opens one way Sat-sat-sat-sat-Saturnalia Sat-sat-sat-sat-Saturnalia Sat-sat-sat-sat-Saturnalia Blinded by blackness Just empty shells In the deafening void of our last sunset Blinded by blackness Just empty shells In the deafening void of our last sunset