Released: May 20, 2009
Songwriter: Jeordie White Chris Vrenna Marilyn Manson
Producer: Jeordie White Chris Vrenna Marilyn Manson Sean Beavan
[Part I]
[Verse 1]
I wanna fuck you like a foreign film
And there's no subtitles to get you through this
And I'm a country you don't ever, ever, ever, ever
Ever want to visit again
[Chorus]
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut, cut
[Verse 2]
I want to kill you like they do in the movies
Don't worry, there's another one just like you in line
I want to kill you like they do in the movies
Don't worry, there's another one just like you in line
Just like you in line
[Chorus]
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut, cut
[Part II]
I'm a strip, strip, strip
And I flicker, flick, flick, flick
A flicker of celluloid
And there's holes, holes, holes in my everything
I'm a strip, strip, strip
And I flicker, flick, flick, flick
A flicker of celluloid
And there's holes, holes, holes in my everything
You're just what I projected
Just what I projected
Come in, come in, come in, come in
Come in, come in, come in, come in, come inside
There's so much, much, much more skin to break
I haven't even taken off my gloves
There's so much, much, much more skin to break
I haven't even taken off my gloves
I feel a little sorry baby, I feel a little sorry baby
I hear the afterlife is poorly scored
I feel a little sorry baby, I feel a little sorry baby
I hear the afterlife is poorly scored
You're lucky you don't have to wake up
Sick, sick, sick, sick
I'm sick of immortality, I'm sick of immortality
I'm sick of immortality, sick
I was only acting, baby
Only acting, baby
You were only acting, baby
Overacting, baby
Don't confuse it with love
Don't confuse it with love
Don't confuse it with love
Don't confuse it with love
Everytime I kill you, I'm really just killing myself
Everytime I kill you, I'm really just killing myself
Everytime I kill you, I'm really just killing myself
Don't flatter yourself
Don't flatter yourself
This is business not pleasure, baby
This is business not pleasure, baby
The business of pleasure, baby
This is business not pleasure, baby
This is business
This is business
[Refrain]
I want to kill you like they do in the movies
Don't worry, there's another one just like you, standing in line
I want to kill you like they do in the movies
Don't worry, there's another one just like you, standing in line
[Chorus]
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut, cut
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut, cut
[Verse 1]
I wanna fuck you like a foreign film
And there's no subtitles to get you through this
And I'm a country you don't ever, ever, ever, ever
Ever want to visit again
[Chorus]
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut, cut
[Verse 2]
I want to kill you like they do in the movies
Don't worry, there's another one just like you in line
I want to kill you like they do in the movies
Don't worry, there's another one just like you in line
Just like you in line
[Chorus]
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut, cut
[Part II]
I'm a strip, strip, strip
And I flicker, flick, flick, flick
A flicker of celluloid
And there's holes, holes, holes in my everything
I'm a strip, strip, strip
And I flicker, flick, flick, flick
A flicker of celluloid
And there's holes, holes, holes in my everything
You're just what I projected
Just what I projected
Come in, come in, come in, come in
Come in, come in, come in, come in, come inside
There's so much, much, much more skin to break
I haven't even taken off my gloves
There's so much, much, much more skin to break
I haven't even taken off my gloves
I feel a little sorry baby, I feel a little sorry baby
I hear the afterlife is poorly scored
I feel a little sorry baby, I feel a little sorry baby
I hear the afterlife is poorly scored
You're lucky you don't have to wake up
Sick, sick, sick, sick
I'm sick of immortality, I'm sick of immortality
I'm sick of immortality, sick
I was only acting, baby
Only acting, baby
You were only acting, baby
Overacting, baby
Don't confuse it with love
Don't confuse it with love
Don't confuse it with love
Don't confuse it with love
Everytime I kill you, I'm really just killing myself
Everytime I kill you, I'm really just killing myself
Everytime I kill you, I'm really just killing myself
Don't flatter yourself
Don't flatter yourself
This is business not pleasure, baby
This is business not pleasure, baby
The business of pleasure, baby
This is business not pleasure, baby
This is business
This is business
[Refrain]
I want to kill you like they do in the movies
Don't worry, there's another one just like you, standing in line
I want to kill you like they do in the movies
Don't worry, there's another one just like you, standing in line
[Chorus]
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut, cut
Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I'll pretend
And cut, cut, cut, cut
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- Running to the Edge of the World (Alternate Version)
- Wight Spider (Alternate Version)
- Arma-goddamn-motherfuckin-geddon (Alternate Version)
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- Leave a Scar (Alternate Version)
- Arma-Goddamn-Motherfuckin-Geddon (The Teddybears Remix)
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