Marilyn Manson - Telephone (Reversed Charge Remix) Lyrics
Another night of too much cough syrupI'm awakened by the incessant ringing of a telephoneI still have dreams caked in the corners of my eyesand my mouth is dry and tastes shittyAgain the ringingSlowly I bustle out of bedThe remnants of an erection still lingering in my shortsLike a bothersome guestAgain the ringingCarefully I abscond to the bathroomAs to not display my manhood to othersThere I make the perfunctory morning facesWhich always seem to precede my daily contributionTo the once-blue toilet waterThat I always enjoy making greenAgain the ringingI shake twice like most othersand I'm annoyed by the dribble that always seems to remainCausing a small acreage of wetness on the front of my briefsI slowly languidly, lazily, crazily,Stumble into the denWhere my father smokes his guitarsI mean cigarsIn his easy chairI know all about easy chairsand then I sing a song for my friendsJesus is my boyfriendJesus is my boyfriendYou can't have himBecause jesus is my boyfriendRinging ringingDang it goddamn mother*****ing son-of-a-***** is ringingI walk into the kitchen and IStare blankly at that shrieking plastic bastardSince it keeps ringing I know it's herand since it keeps ringing she knows it's meWe are the world, we are the childrenWe are the ones who make a darker daySo let's start killingThere's a choice you're makingWe're sparing our own livesIt's true we'll make a darker dayJust you and me
