Revelation #12 - Marilyn Manson

Bands of kids running up and down the street

Just beating people and throwing bottles at them

Playing god (x27)

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Revelations come in twelve, I’ll say it again

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Revelations come in twelve, I’ll say it again

And you will burn in a town with no firemen

Just playing with matches and praying to ashes

Too stupid to call themselves evil

Too stupid to call themselves evil

So they call themselves heroes

This is the time for US

This is the time for US

We’ll paint the town red, we’ll paint the town red

With the blood of the tourists

We’ll paint the town red, we’ll paint the town red

With the blood of the tourists

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Revelations come in twelve, I’ll say it again

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Revelations come in twelve, I’ll say it again

Traitors and betrayers

This fucking game has no fucking players

Traitors and betrayers

This fucking game has no fucking players

You got something to say, now?

You got something to say, now?

This is the time for US

This is the time for US

We’ll paint the town red, we’ll paint the town red

With the blood of the tourists

We’ll paint the town red, we’ll paint the town red

With the blood of the tourists

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Revelations come in twelve, I’ll say it again

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Revelations come in twelve, I’ll say it again

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Revelations come in twelve, I’ll say it again

You’re welcome

You’re welcome

You’re welcome

You’re fucking welcome

You’re welcome

You’re welcome

You’re welcome

You’re fucking welcome