Marilyn Manson - Misery Machine - Текст песни

Текст песни:
(I would like to face reality. Let me tell you there's over three thousand groups operating in this country today, and the number is growing. As Christians we gotta take on the armor of Christ and go to battle against Satan.) Man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666
We wanna go, crush the slow, as the pitchfork bends the needles grow. My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement. We're gonna ride to the Abbey of Thelema, to the Abbey of Thelema. Blood is pavement. The grill in the front is my sinister grin, bugs in my teeth make me sick, sick, sick. The objects may be larger than they appear in the mirror. My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement. We're gonna ride to the Abbey of Thelema, to the Abbey of Thelema. Blood is pavement. 'When you ride you're ridden.' × 2 (Beep, beep. His horn went beep, beep, beep). I am fueled by filth and fury. Do what I will, I will hurry there, over there. My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement. × 2 Fuck it. My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement. My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement, pavement pavement.