Messiah
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
I'm the messiah, I'm anti-celebrity
I'm anti-war like John Lennon in the seventies
Dead Celeb's a movement, you're the students
It's time to change the world, kids
Here's the blueprint
Something smells like teen spirit
like the ghost of Kurt Kobain wrote these lyrics
and forced America to listen
with a million angry misfits screaming fuck the system!
I'm the pain in Axle Rose's diary
That's why an Appetite for destruction lives inside of me
I'm not your typical lyricist
Acting gangster and selling on appearances
They need to take a musicology class
so thank God the prince has finally come back
To save us from the whack watered down freak sideshow
I'm the anti-American teen idol
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
I'm the hands of Michael Jackson's Plastic surgeon
changing music into a different person
I took it's face and changed it, replaced it
surgically, verbally gave it a face lift
And what's this new shit we callin' Blood Music
for Dead Celeb fans who can relate to it
-And now
So let the games begin
You either turn with the world, or you watch it spin
If your dreams were stolen by a liar
then steal them back, or your name is Winona Ryder
Don't be afraid be stronger, divide and conquer
Come out swinging like Ozzfest concerts
Time's up, I'm calling you to rise up
No more walkin' blind with your eyes shut
Find the message hidden in these chapters
Like Black Sabbath records playing backwards
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
I've waited for this like it's a violent game
I'm in between Grand Theft Auto and Max Payne
I'm the magic in the hands of David Blaine
I spit so much blood I'll leave this microphone stained
Along came a spider spinning webs of hated
Welcome to the wonderful world of entertainment
where stars are born and celebrities tell lies
The revolution will now be televised
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
-Move
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
-Move
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
-Move
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
-Move
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at
Fuck you
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
I'm the messiah, I'm anti-celebrity
I'm anti-war like John Lennon in the seventies
Dead Celeb's a movement, you're the students
It's time to change the world, kids
Here's the blueprint
Something smells like teen spirit
like the ghost of Kurt Kobain wrote these lyrics
and forced America to listen
with a million angry misfits screaming fuck the system!
I'm the pain in Axle Rose's diary
That's why an Appetite for destruction lives inside of me
I'm not your typical lyricist
Acting gangster and selling on appearances
They need to take a musicology class
so thank God the prince has finally come back
To save us from the whack watered down freak sideshow
I'm the anti-American teen idol
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
I'm the hands of Michael Jackson's Plastic surgeon
changing music into a different person
I took it's face and changed it, replaced it
surgically, verbally gave it a face lift
And what's this new shit we callin' Blood Music
for Dead Celeb fans who can relate to it
-And now
So let the games begin
You either turn with the world, or you watch it spin
If your dreams were stolen by a liar
then steal them back, or your name is Winona Ryder
Don't be afraid be stronger, divide and conquer
Come out swinging like Ozzfest concerts
Time's up, I'm calling you to rise up
No more walkin' blind with your eyes shut
Find the message hidden in these chapters
Like Black Sabbath records playing backwards
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
I've waited for this like it's a violent game
I'm in between Grand Theft Auto and Max Payne
I'm the magic in the hands of David Blaine
I spit so much blood I'll leave this microphone stained
Along came a spider spinning webs of hated
Welcome to the wonderful world of entertainment
where stars are born and celebrities tell lies
The revolution will now be televised
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
Move out the way when I'm passing through
I got heads to the front and the back of you
I got the world in my hands you can have it, too
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
-Move
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
-Move
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
-Move
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at you
-Move
I got two middle fingers and they're pointing at
Fuck you
Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Eaton, Craig Hunter, Jason Levine, Jon Levine, James Mccollum, Brian West, Jeff Dalziel, Bobby Mcintosh, Yassen Taalat
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