Tytuł: Patrick Bateman

• Wykonawca: Manic Street Preachers
• Wyświetleń: 146

  
   Oh say can you see
  By the dawn's early light
  What so proudly we hailed
  At the twilight's last gleaming
  
  He's a real cool guy and he's a hero of mine
  Travis, Rhinehart rolled into one cute son
  Less than zero a grotesque nightmare
  Subtly disturbing like normal behaviour
  
  I understand nothing and I cannot speak
  I'd walk in the park but the trees are diseased
  No sweetheart and I am too confused
  I only love my watch and my snakeskin shoes
  
  I feel so small in the supermarket queue
  People seem to laugh at my choice of food
  My personality is held together with Sellotape
  A loose fit just like a numb junkies' hate
  
  I pretty my face with all this cream and stuff
  Ugliness inside much harder to cover up
  I lack the thought to care about politics
  Just do what I like ain't that democratic
  
  Genesis, Huey Lewis, Filofax, CD 5
  A backdrop to discuss over expensive wine
  Didn't even know when or why I should stop
  I feel so stupid like a joke that belongs
  
  I guess all psychos are made out of money
  I cannot be saved as liberals keep telling me
  I don't wanna be understood I just wanna kill
  Out of blandness I am your everyday thrill
  
  Patrick Bateman
  We are babies crippled in Christ
  Patrick Bateman
  Therefore I must be God
  I must, I must be God
  
  I touched your lips but now I just paint
  Surface reflection all I desired babe
  I am melancholy, flower cutting through stone
  I'm a crime everybody has at home
  
  Papers hate me but they need my behaviour
  The dignity amongst Hollywood trivia
  Escape is so cheap of alcohol and whores
  Mine's the sanity of exclusive gun laws
  
  Art critics say porno's easily obscene
  Late show retards Dice Clay is true poetry
  They've never tried living underneath the water
  That's real end of the century nausea
  
  Patrick Bateman
  We are babies crippled in Christ
  Patrick Bateman
  Therefore I must be God
  I must, I must be God
  
  Patrick Bateman
  We are babies crippled in Christ
  Patrick Bateman
  I fucked God up the ass
  I fucked God up the ass
  
  Patrick Bateman
  Patrick Bateman
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  Patrick Bateman
  
  I pledge allegiance to the flag
  Of the United States Of America
  And to the republic for which it stands
  One nation under God
  Indivisible with liberty
  And justice for all