Lis@.Springfield's Blog

Marilyn Manson est pour moi une illustration du jugement que l'on peut porter sans connaître quelqu'un. Non pas que j'ai aujourd'hui une grande connaissance sur sa personne, mais j'ai été longtemps sceptique sur cet individu douteux et controverse, je le trouvais trop trash et trop glauque, notamment je jugeais d'un très mauvais œil d'avoir pris le nom d'un véritable tueur en série. Mais c'était avant d'écouter sa musique, en murissant j'ai dépassé mes préjugés (et inversement), je suis parti du postulat qu'il s'agissait d'un rôle, d'un personnage qui lui permet d'exprimer pleinement son art, ce que font beaucoup d'artistes. Dès lors, on devient beaucoup plus ouvert, on ne juge plus, on apprécie, et on reconnait que MM fait de la très bonne musique, du très bon métal qui déchire ; c'est facile car il possède une voix très envoutante, et un indéniable talent musical et artistique. The Beautiful People est probablement une des chansons qui m'ont permis de réaliser qu'il ne faut pas s'arrêter aux apparences, et qu'il faut écouter avant de juger. J'ai connu un peu le même processus avec The Cure, dans les années 80, et je me demande d'ailleurs dans quelle mesure Robert Smith a pu avoir une influence sur Brian Hugh Warner. En 89, Lullaby fût la chanson révélatrice de The Cure qui m'a fait aimer ce groupe.

And I don't want you and I don't need you
Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
The weak ones are there to justify the strong

The beautiful people, the beautiful people
It's all relative to the size of your steeple
You can't see the forest for the trees
You can't smell your own shit on your knees

There's no time to discriminate,
Hate every motherfucker
That's in your way

[Chorus:]
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful, something free?
Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean

The worms will live in every host
It's hard to pick which one they eat most

The horrible people, the horrible people
It's as anatomic as the size of your steeple
Capitalism has made it this way,
Old-fashioned fascism will take it away

[Chorus]

There's no time to discriminate,
Hate every motherfucker
That's in your way

The beautiful people
The beautiful people (aahh) [x4]

[Chorus x2]

The beautiful people [x8]

"Ladies and Gentlemen"
We are the thing of shapes to come
Your freedom's not free and dumb
This Depression is Great
The Deformation Age, they know my name
Waltzing to scum and base and
Married to the pain

Bang we want it
Bang we want it
Bang bang bang bang bang
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene and it's
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah

[GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):]
Be obscene, be be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard

The day that love opened our eyes
We watched the world end
We have "high" places but we have no friends
They told us sin's not good but we know it's great
War-time full-frontal drugs, sex-tank armor plate

Bang we want it
Bang we want it
Bang bang bang bang bang
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene and it's
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah

You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down

[GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):]
Be obscene, be be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard

You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene and it's
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah

You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit, get your arms around me
Now we're going down down down

"Ladies and gentlemen, be obscene! Be be obscene!"
[GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):]
Be obscene, be be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard

Bang bang bang bang bang

The drugs they say make us feel so hollow
We love in vain narcissistic and so shallow
The cops and queers to swim you have to swallow
Hate today, no love for tomorrow

We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show

[Chorus:]
There's a lot of pretty, pretty ones
That want to get you high
But all the pretty, pretty ones
Will leave you low and blow your mind

We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show

[x2]
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another

The drugs they say are made in California
We love your face
We'd really like to sell you
The cops and queers make good-looking models
I hate today
Who will I wake up with tomorrow?

[Chorus]

[x2]
They love you when you're on all the covers
When you're not then they love another

[Chorus]

They'll blow your mind

We're all stars now in the dope show
We're all stars now in the dope show

Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along
Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
tomorrow's never coming
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit
Do we get it? No
Do we want it? Yeah
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit

Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along
Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
tomorrow's never coming
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit
Do we get it? No
Do we want it? Yeah
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit

And now it's "you know who"
I got the "you know what"
I stick it "you know where"
You know why, you don't care
And now it's "you know who"
I got the "you know what"
I stick it "you know where"
You know why, you don't care

Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"
Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along

Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
tomorrow's never coming
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit
Do we get it? No
Do we want it? Yeah
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit

So,
LET US ENTERTAIN YOU
LET US ENTERTAIN YOU...
Blah blah blah blah everybody sing along

Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
That we need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus...

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Reach out and touch faith

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who had a mind to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you
Moving on, moving on
Moving on, moving on
Moving on, moving on
Moving on

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside you

[2x]
Today I'm dirty
I want to be pretty
Tomorrow, I know, I'm just dirt

[2x]
We're the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead,
We know just who we are

[2x]
Yesterday I was dirty
Wanted to be pretty
I know now that I'm forever dirt

[2x]
We're the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead,
We know just who we are

[2x]
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

[4x]
We're the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead
We know just who we are

Nothing suffocates you more than
The passing of everyday human events
Isolation is the oxygen mask you make
Your children breathe in to survive

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

And when we were good
You just closed you eyes
So when we are bad
We'll scar your minds

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'll scar your minds

But I'm not a slave to a god
That doesn't exist
But I'm not a slave to a 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

[Chorus]

Fight, fight, fight, fight

She's made of hair and bone and little teeth
Things that cannot speak
She comes on like a crippled plaything
Spine is just a string

I wrapped our love in all this foil
Silver-tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
But flies will lay their eggs

Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet

Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly
Sealed up with virgin stitch
If it hurts, baby, please tell me
Preserve the innocence

I never wanted it to end like this
But flies will lay their eggs

Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet

What I wanted, what I needed, what I got for me [2x]

Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet

Take your, take your
Get up out of me
I'm not proud with me
I never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet

There's something cold and blank behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass
In her miracle mile

[Pre-chorus:]
"You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away"

[Chorus:]
A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself

Her mouth was an empty cut
And she was waiting to fall
Just bleeding like a polaroid that
Lost all her dolls

[Pre-chorus]

[Chorus x2]

[Pre-chorus]

[Chorus x2]

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

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

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

[Chorus]

[Kid:]
Next motherfucker's gonna get my metal

On we plow
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good goddamn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be
So no one fucks with me
I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down
Wanna go out, gotta get out
To the playground, gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
Pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
So no one fucks with me

We've only reached the third day of our seven-day binge
And I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips
We've only reached the third day of a seven-day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

I can't decide if you're wearing me out or wearing me well
I just feel like I'm condemned to wear someone else's hell
We've only reached the third day of our seven-day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

I've got bullets, in the booth
Rather be your victim, than be with you
I got bullets, in the Boothe
Rather be your victim, than be with you

I've done reached the third day of a seven-day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

I'd rather be your victim, than to be with you
Rather be your victim, than be with you

I don't know if I can open up
I've been opened enough
I don't know if I can open up
I'm not a birthday present
I'm aggressive regressive
The past is over
And passive scenes so pathetic

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?
Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
And I'm ready to meet my maker
I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
I'm ready to meet my maker
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
And I'll rise to every occasion
I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles
Of Los Angeles

Don't know if I can open up
I been opened too much
Double-crossed glossed over in my pathos

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?
Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
And I'm ready to meet my maker
I feel stoned and alone like a heretic
I'm ready to meet my maker
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
And I'll rise to every occasion
I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles
Of Los Angeles

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?
Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
And I'm ready to meet my maker
I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
I'm ready to meet my maker

I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
And I'm ready to meet my maker
I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic
I'm ready to meet my maker
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
Lazarus has got no dirt on me
And I'll rise to every occasion
I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles
Of Los Angeles

I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

I'm a coat of fists
Dead and hardened spiders
Like two mangled crowns
Or the widest of the meanest coiled snakes

Folks said I
Look like death
Lived in the hotel of my eyes
Lives wide open like a whore
Painted in spit from the earth between her thighs

Keep your halos tight,
I'm your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

She had those crow black eyes
Starless, but she fucks
Like a comet
Laid as still as a Bible
And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside

Keep your halos tight,
I'm your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Keep your halos tight,
I'm your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums

Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums

[Verse 1:]
You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?
"You'd better watch yourself"
You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?
"You'd better watch yourself"
"You'd better watch yourself"
Yeah

[Verse 2:]
It's like a stranger had a key, came inside of my mind
And moved all my things around
But he didn't know snakes can't kneel or prey
Try to break the psyche down
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus:]
It's as if my feathers were wax
And your artillery lead
Do you like our bed?
Do you like our bed?

[Chorus:]
Deep six, six, six feet deep
Deep six, six, six feet deep
Yeah

[Verse 2]

[Pre-Chorus x2]

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]

[Bridge 4x:]
Love is evil
Con is confidence
Eros is sore
Sin is sincere

Sin is sincere
Sin is sincere
Sin is sincere

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]

See these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Colder than the moon

It's been so long

Feel my blood enraged
It's just the fear of losing you
Don't you know my name
Well, you been so long
And I've been putting out fire
With gasoline

See these eyes so red
Red like jungles burning bright
Those who feel me near
Pull the blinds and change their minds
It's been so long
It's been so long

Still this pulsing night
A plague I call a heartbeat
Just be still with me
Ya wouldn't believe what I've been thru
You've been so long
Well it's been so long
And I've been putting out fire with gasoline
Putting out fire with gasoline

See these tears so blue
An ageless heart that can never mend
These tears can never dry
A judgement made can never bend
See these eyes so green
Yeah, I could stare for a thousand years
Just be still with me
You wouldn't believe what I've been thru

Yeah, you've been so long
Well, it's been so long
And I've been putting out fire with gasoline
Putting out fire with gasoline
It's been so long
It's been so long
It's been so long
It's been so long
It's been so long
It's been so long
I've been putting out fire
(It's been so long)
It's been so long
(It's been so long)
I've been putting out fire
(It's been so long)
It's been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long
Been so long, so long, so long
(I've been putting out fire)
Gasoline
Been so long, so long, so long
(I've been putting out fire)
With gasoline
Been so long, so long, so long
I've been putting out fire
Been so long, so long, so long
Gasoline
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
It's been so long
Been so long, so long, so long
(I've been putting out fire)
It's been so long
Been so long, so long, so long
(I've been putting out fire)
Been so long, so long, so long
(I've been putting out fire)
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long
Been so long, so long, so long