Snake Eyes And Sissies - Marilyn Manson

Wrench is just a household God

but I carry mine with pride

I don’t work but I can work with it to split your smile

Run you down without a twitch,

your car’s just not as big as mine

Tear the son out of your bitch and

sprinkle your remains with lime

I ain’t no workin’man,

I do the best I can,

I got the devil’s hand

Rollin’sixes

I am the habit man,

I use up all I can, I got the slacker’s hand

My afternoon’s remote control

Daydream milk and genocide

Tranquility with broken knees, silly putty enemies

Butter knife in your side

What I got I got for free, middle finger technology

What’s yours is mine, yours is mine,

told you fucker, yours is mine

Snake eyes for sissies

I ain’t no workin’man,

I do the best I can,

I got the devil’s hand

Rollin’sixes

I am the habit man,

I use up all I can, I got the slacker’s hand

I am the pedophlle’s dream

A messianic Peter Pan

Just a boy, just a boy, just a little fucking boy,

I can never be a man

I ain’t no workin’man,

I do the best I can,

I got the devil’s hand

Rollin’sixes

I am the habit man,

I use up all I can, I got the slacker’s hand

I ain’t no workin’man,

I do the best I can,

I got the devil’s hand

I am the habit man,

I use up all I can, I got the slacker’s hand

(Oh no, Oh no)