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Telephone - Marilyn Manson (玛丽莲·曼森)
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 b**ch 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