Angel With The Scabbed Wings
Marilyn Manson
3:52Down in the park Where the madmen meet The machines play'kill-by-number' Down in the park with a friend called 'five' I was in a car crash Or was it the war But I've never been quite the same Little white lies like "I was there" Come to "tom-tom's" a place to eat Like it was built in one day You can watch the humans try to run Oh look, it's a rape machine I'd go outside If he'd look the other way You wouldn't believe The things they do We are not lovers We are not romantics We are here to serve you A different face but the words never change Down to the park Where the chant is "death, death" Until the sun cries morning Down in the park with friends of mine We are not lovers We are not romantics We are here to serve you A different face but the words never change We are not lovers We are not romantics We are here to serve you We are not lovers We are not romantics We are here to serve you We are not lovers We are not romantics We are here to serve you We are not lovers We are not romantics We are here to serve you