Marilyn Manson - The Beautiful People

I don't want you and I don't need you don't bother to resist, I'll beat you It's not your fault that you're always wrong the weak ones are there to justify the strong the beautiful people, the beautiful people, It's all relative to the size of your steeple you can't see the forest for the trees, and you can't smell your own shit on your knees hey you, what do you see? something beautiful, something free? hey you, are you trying to be mean? if you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean there's no time to discriminate, hate every motherfucker that's in your way the worms will live in every host it's hard to pick which one they eat most the horrible people, the horrible people it's as anatomic as the size of your steeple capitalism has made it this way, old-fashioned fascism will take it away hey you, what do you see? something beautiful, something free? hey you, are you trying to be mean? if you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean there's no time to discriminate, hate every motherfucker that's in your way