Текст (слова) песни: Mr. Bungle - Vanity Fair

Youre not human
Youre a miracle
A preacher with an animals face

In your sexy
Neon smokescreen
Lie the supersalesmen of vanity

Even your shadow worships you
In your jungle solitude

With the orgies of the sacrament
And the seal of flagellants

God saves those who save their skin
From the bondage that were in

Im elated
I could cut you
And remove the sheath of your ignorance

Bless the eunuch
And the Skoptsi
Will you hurt me now and make a million?

Say cheese, baby
We all love you
But its a cheap world and you dont exist...

Slit the fabric of the right now
Spread your legs and wear the crown

Tell me how long, lord, how long?
Till I get my beauty sleep?

Now the hourglass is empty
The moment of my de-sexing

Cut it
Cut it
Cut this cancer from my soul

Now that Ive made it...

Im finally naked...
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After School Special
Ars Moriendi
Carry Stress In The Jaw
Chemical Marriage
Desert Search For Techno Allah
Everyone I Went To High School With Is Dead
Golem II- The Bionic Vapour Boy
Goodbye Sober Day
Ma Meeshka Mow Skwoz
Merry Go Bye Bye / Nothing
None Of Them Knew They Were Robots
Phlegmatics
Pink Cigarette
Platypus
Retrovertigo
Sweet Charity
The Air-Conditioned Nightmare
The Holy Filament
Vanity Fair
Violenza Domestica