Marilyn Manson - Misery Machine Lyrics
Man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666We wanna go, crush the slow, as the pitchfork bends the needles growMy arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavementWere gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the emaBlood is pavementThe grill in the front is my sinister grin, bugs in my teeth make me sick sick sickThe objects may be larger than they appear in the mirrorMy arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavementWere gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the emaBlood is pavementWhen you ride youre ridden, when you ride youre riddenI am fueled by filth and furyDo what I will, I will hurry there, thereMy arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavementBlood is pavement