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Telephone Songtext
von Marilyn Manson

Telephone Songtext

Another night of too much cough syrup
I′m awakened by the incessant ringing of a telephone
I still have dreams caked in the corners of my eyes
And my mouth is dry and tastes shitty

Again the ringing

Slowly I bustle out of bed
The remnants of an erection still lingering in my shorts
Like a bothersome guest

Again the ringing

Carefully I abscond to the bathroom
As to not display my manhood to others
There I make the perfunctory morning faces
Which always seem to precede my daily contribution
To the once-blue toilet water
That I always enjoy making green

Again the ringing


I shake twice like most others
And I'm annoyed by the dribble that always seems to remain
Causing a small acreage of wetness on the front of my briefs
I slowly languidly, lazily, crazily,

Stumble into the den
Where my father smokes his guitars
I mean cigars
In his easy chair
I know all about easy chairs
And then I sing a song for my friends

Jesus is my boyfriend
Jesus is my boyfriend
You can′t have him
Because jesus is my boyfriend

Ringing ringing
Dang it goddamn motherf**king son-of-a-bitch is ringing
I walk into the kitchen and I
Stare blankly at that shrieking plastic bastard
Since it keeps ringing I know it's her
And since it keeps ringing she knows it's me


We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a darker day
So let′s start killing
There′s a choice you're making
We′re sparing our own lives
It's true we′ll make a darker day
Just you and me

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