"The Golden Age Of Grotesque"

All our monkeys have monkeys
we travel deathcrush diamond Jaguar Limosines
We're not fantastic motherfuckers, but we play them on TV
It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like
It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

The devils are girls with Van Goghs missing ears
You say what you want but filth is all that they hear
I've got the jigger to make all you bigger
Ladies und gentlemen
So drop your pissroom bait, and make sure you're not late
You tramps and lunatics
It's a trick that's gonna make you click

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like
It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like

So my Bon Mots, Hit-boy Tommy Irons, Rowdy rowdies, Honey-fingered Goodbye Dolls
Hells are boppin', open your third nostril
Put on your black face, and your god is gone

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

We sing la la, la la, la la lah
We sing la la, la la, lah
La la, la la, la la, lah
We sing la la, la la, la la lah

I hate Marilyn Manson but this song is kinda cool.

today someone thought it would be fun to drop a open coke can on my head. it spilt all over me and i had to spend an hour and a half in fourth period all sticky. i wish i were at home.

I don't want you to understand me. I just want you to love me for who I am and not what I do. I'm sick of people bringing up mistakes I have made in the past. I'm sick of people telling me what to do. I want to be free. I want to do what I want when I want. I will not justify my actions to you. I don't want lectures on what I'm doing wrong. My friends are meaningless. They want me to do what they believe is right. I will live my life the way I want to. Do not tell me what to do. Each time you try, you keep pushing me farther away.

who cares?

Isn't it funny how you only know who your true friends are when you've hit rock bottom. Isn't it funny how you can tell who your true friends are just by creating a website and seeing how many times they have posted a comment. Isn't it funny how just one friend not even going to your site can make you feel like shit. Isn't it funny how one word can turn your life around. Isn't it funny how you can fall in love with someone and they love you back but in one instant they could be willing to kill you. Isn't it funny how you can want something more than anything else in the world and you can't have it. Isn't it funny how you can love someone so much and all they give you in return is help on a math test. Life is funny isn't it.

May the roads rise up to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
~Irish Wish