Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Telephone, artist - Marilyn Manson.
Date of issue: 16.08.2016
Song language: English
Telephone |
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 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 motherfucking son-of-a-bitch 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 |