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Most Famous Hits, Marilyn Manson
Most Famous Hits
Release type: Compilation
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Release date:

2006

 
Duration: 71:37  
Size, Mb: 103,42  
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208

 
Price for album: 1.28 (discount 20%)  

 
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Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Introduction Lyrics 03:13 208 4,55 0.10
2
Sam, Son Of Man Lyrics 09:06 208 13,24 0.10
3
White Trash Lyrics
Virgins sold in quantity
";African"; American heredity
I'm playin' my guitar and I'm feelin' fine
Why are all the ";niggers"; in the unemployment line?

White Trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White Trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy

Teenage girl, a teenage queen
Until she's on video
A porno queen
She likes to give head
She likes it mean
That's why she's my little queen
White Trash! get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White Trash get down on your knees
It's time for cake and sodomy
Yeah....

White boy tryin' to get some behind
";Who says date rape isn't kind?";
Where's he gonna go?
Who's he gonna please?
It don't matter
As long as she's on her knees

White Trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White Trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
03:07 192 4,25 0.10
4
Rock Is Dead Lyrics
All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys, crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless, worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living for more safer dead

Anything to belong (x2)

CHORUS
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed
So fuck all your protests and put them to bed

God is in the TV

Rock la la la la la la la la
Rock la la la la la la la la la (x2)

1,000 mothers are praying for it
We're so full of hope and so full of shit
Build a new god to medicate and to ape
Sell us ersatz dressed up and real fake

Anything to belong (x2)

CHORUS

God is in the TV

Rock la la la la la la la
Rock la la la la la la la la (x2)

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la (x2)

CHORUS (x2)
04:18 224 6,42 0.10
5
Chocolate Factory Lyrics 06:06 208 8,91 0.10
6
Dope Hat Lyrics
i peek into the hole, i struggle for control
the children love the show, but they fail to see the anguish in my eyes
fail to see the anguish in my eyes
i scratch around the brim, i let my mind give in
the crowd begins to grin, but they seem to screem when darkness fills my eyes
seem to screem when darkness fills my eyes, it's no surprise
fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic
my big top tricks will always make you happy, but we all know the hat is wearing me
my bag is in the hat, it's filled with this and that
my vision's getting fat, the rabbit's just a monkey in disguise
stars and pills and needles dance before our eyes
they will bite the hand if ti is slower than the quickness of thier scrutinizing eyes
fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic
my big top tricks will always make you happy, but we all know the hat is wearing me
chicanery will always make you happy, but we all know the hat is wearing me
02:15 208 3,29 0.10
7
God Eat God Lyrics 06:11 208 9,04 0.10
8
Lunch Box Lyrics 03:40 224 5,52 0.10
9
Strange Same Dogma Lyrics
Burn the witches, burn the witches.
Don't take time to sew the stitches.
Burn the witches, burn the witches.
Don't take time to sew the stitches.
Hand shake, ring sign, snake eye, bite mine.
Hand shake, ring sign, snake eye, bite mine.
I don't need your hate.
I decide my fate.
Burn your bridges, burn your bridges
Don't take time to sew the stitches.
Burn your bridges, burn your bridges
Don't take time to sew the stitches.
Levi, Crowley, Golden Dawn.
Strange same dogma, on and on.
I don't need your hate.
I decide my fate.
We don't viscerate.
Your mind masturbates.
04:32 208 6,31 0.10
10
The Beautiful People Lyrics
I don't want you and I don't need you,
Don't bother to resist, 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

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

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

there's no time to discriminate,
hate every motherfucker
that's in your way

the beautiful people, the beautiful people
the beautiful people, the beautiful people
the beautiful people, the beautiful people
the beautiful people, the beautiful people

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

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 beautiful people, the beautiful people
the beautiful people, the beautiful people
the beautiful people, the beautiful people
the beautiful people, the beautiful people
04:29 208 6,38 0.10
11
Misery Machine Lyrics
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 abby of thelema
blood is pavement the grill in the front is my sinister grin,
bugs in my teeth nake 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 abby of thelema
blood is pavement
"when you ride you're ridden, when you ride, you're ridden
i am fueled by filth fury
do what i will, i will hurry there, there
my arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
blood is pavement
06:27 208 9,47 0.10
12
Thrift Lyrics
Thrift

I sit here all knowing
Knowing nothing here at all
My cut spread slower
Pig hands reach into my sides
I hate this life you give me
I give you hate you live for me
I love the pain you give me
This hurting feels like love to me
They go down, down...
Down inside
They go down town, down town
They go down town to sell
My body hangs on hooks
A cloth to society
Your dollars wet my skin
Makes me papier mache thrift
I hate this life you give me
I give you hate you live for me
I love the pain
I love this hurting feels like love to me
They go down...
Down town, down town they go
Down town, down town to sell me
03:40 208 5,27 0.10
13
Valentine's Day Lyrics 03:54 208 5,51 0.10
14
Cyclops Lyrics
cyclops woman got one eye in her head
mascara-clotted vision she is fed
cyclops woman can't see nothing at all
she got a pin-prick-spiral hols
she can't see nothing, nothing at all
she can't see nothing, nothing at all
cyclops woman dying in her shell
guilt got her trapped in nailed in well
cyclops woman is the eye of the world
who's reflection is the retina?
she can't see nothing, nothing at all
she can't see nothing, nothing at all
dialate, dialate
03:48 208 5,47 0.10
15
My Monkey Lyrics
i had a little monkey
i sent him to the country and i fed him on gingerbread
along came a choo choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
and now my monkey's dead
at least he looks that way, but then again don't we all?
(what i make is waht i am, i can't be forever)
i had a little monkey
i sent him to the country and i fed him on gingerbread
along came a choo choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
and now my monkey's dead
poor little monkey
"make you...break you...make you...break you...lookout"
(what i make is waht i am, i can't be forever)
we are out own wicked gods
with littel "g's" and big dicks
sadistic and constantly inflicting a slwo demise
i sent him to the country and i fed him on gingerbread
along came a choo choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
and (k)now my monkey's dead
the primate's scream of consonance is a reflection
of his own mind's dissonance
02:35 208 3,77 0.10
16
Guitar's End (Final Credit) Lyrics 04:24 192 6,02 0.10