telephone lyrics – marilyn manson

the telephone
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 sh*tty

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 godd*mn motherf**king son-of-a-b*tch is ringing
i walk into the kitchen and i
stare blankly at that shrieking plastic b*st*rd
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

/ marilyn manson lyrics