Из альбома: The Golden Age Of Grotesque
we'll be the worms in yout apple pie
fake abuse for our bios
blacken our own eyes the grass isn't greener on the other side
we set it on fire and we have no reason why
we set fashion ,not follow
spit vitriol, not swallow
we set fashion not follow
spit vitriol not swallow
we're good for nothin but bein everything thats bad
we know who we are and what we wanna say and we don't care who's listening
we don't rebel to sell it just suits us well
we're The Bright Young Things
got my villian necktie and a mouth of hi-fi so sharp i'm bleeding
from my judas hole
arch dandy no-goodnik and i'm headed for crashville
most monster with my groan box in the "meat show"
set fashion not follow
spit vitriol not swallow
set fashion not follow
spit vitriol not swallow
good for nothin but bein everything thats bad (x2)
we know who we are a nd what we wanna say and we don't care who's listening
we don't rebel to sell
it just suits us well
we're the bright young things
crashing the ether
we've got the loudest sterotype
even neophytes deep 6 your pro-life
we don't need to move a single prayer bone we're so beautiful and damned
simply as a still life
prepetual rebellion with absolutely no cause(x4)
stop the song and try to remember what you used to be somebody that could fucking impress me
we know who we are and what we wanna say and we don't care who's listening
e don't rebel to sell
it just suits us well
we're the bright young things (this entire paragraph x3)