If I say Marilyn Manson, the first thing that comes to everyone's mind is a tall and skinny type, more made up than Moira Orfei (of whom, in my opinion, he is an illegitimate child). Speaking ill of him, on my part, would be like shooting the Red Cross. After all, I’ve been listening to his songs since I was 6 years old (imagine what a beautiful childhood that was!).

How can we forget the good old days when he stripped on stage, rubbed his backside in the face of the first unlucky person in the audience, and everyone labeled his videos as "a bad example." Now there's nothing scandalous left about him. In fact, an eighty-year-old woman taking her dentures out in public is far more indecent than Manson. He has made many missteps in his career, but nothing like releasing the latest album "Eat me, drink me."

The first time I listened to the new "work" I asked myself: "Is it possible I made a mistake? Maybe I bought the new Celine Dion CD... Probably Celine had a bit of a sore throat when she recorded the album, but this can't be Manson."

"Don't break, don't break my heart and I won't break your heart-shaped glasses?" (Translation: don't break my heart, and I won't break your heart-shaped glasses...)

What is this thing? I expected, in the following verse, something like: under the bridge of Baracca there's Mimi doing number two (thanks Fiorello for this fantastic rhyme, it really fits).

I had to recover with a dose of horse tranquilizers. Then I went on to listen to the other songs (after all, I couldn't betray my Marilyn like that...). And the lyrics were almost all the same. Original yes, but in a negative sense. "Putting holes in happiness" is one of the more decent ones, in my opinion, but nothing special. Obviously, to listen to it I had to forget a good ten years of English and pretend not to understand the lyrics. "The sky was blonde like her" (translation: the sky was blonde like her). Yes, Manson, and you must put that joint away, otherwise, you'll start seeing pink donkeys!

Okay, maybe I've been a bit too harsh with "Heart shaped glasses." Let's say that ignoring the lyrics (and the video, which looks like a homemade porn) the song works decently. But there aren’t many other decent ones in the album. As for the rest, I can say that after listening to "Eat me, drink me," I found that Britney Spears is almost more metal than Marilyn Manson.

But where is Brian Warner of "The Dope Show" or "The Fight Song," to mention some of my favorites? Let me tell you: the more time passes, the more I'm convinced he’s selling out to the majors. Or maybe he's just having a midlife crisis.

Please, someone lock the girl Manson is with (read Evan Rachel Wood) in a dark room and throw away the key! And above all, bring back the good old Twiggy!

Today I’m feeling generous, after all, so I'll give him two stars, but only because I'm hopeful that sooner or later a man with a chainsaw will split the girl apart and Manson will go back to the way he was... Ah, and don't mind my ramblings...

Tracklist and Lyrics

01   If I Was Your Vampire (05:56)

6 AM, Christmas morning
No shadows
No reflections here
Lie cheek to cheek in your cold embrace.

So soft and so tragic as a slaughterhouse
She pressed the knife against your heart
And say that 'I love you so much you must kill me now.
I love you so much you must kill me now...'

If I was your vampire
Certain as the moon
Instead of killing time
We'll have each other untill the sun.

If I was your vampire
Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands across your face
Because I think our time has come.

Digging your smile apart with my spade tongue
The hole is where the heart is
We built this tomb together
And I won't fill it alone.

Beyond the pale
Everything's black no turning back

If I was your vampire
Certain as the moon
Instead of killing time
We'll have each other till the sun.

If I was your vampire
Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands across your face
Because I think our time has come.

Blood stained sheets in the shape of your heart
This is where it starts
This is where it will end
Here comes the moon again.

6:19 and I know I'm ready.
Drive me off the mountain
You'll burn and I'll eat your ashes.
The impossible wheels seducing our corpse.

If I was your vampire
Certain as the moon
Instead of killing time
We'll have each other untill the sun.

If I was your vampire
Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands across your face
Because I think our time has come.

Beyond the pale
Everything's black no turning back

Beyond the pale
Everything's black no turning back


This is where it starts
This is where it will end
Here comes the moon again.

Here comes the moon again.

This is where it starts
This is where it will end
Here comes the moon again.

Here comes the moon again.

Here comes the moon again.

02   Putting Holes in Happiness (04:31)

03   The Red Carpet Grave (04:05)

They call her,
Bulldozer speech demon without distractions of hope
She makes the
depression business look surprisingly novel and she’s not just royal Allegedly loyal
but unfaithful but she has no faith in me
Inhale the damage smoothly Paradise isn’t lost
It was hiding all along

There’s the ones that you love
The ones that love you
The ones that make you come
The ones that make you come unglued

I can’t turn my back on you
When you are walking away

Bottomless celebrity scar staged circuses for schoolgirls
boys are all dressed up like a mediocre suicide omen here comes the red carpet grave Again and again and again
Oh man

There’s the ones that you love
The ones that love you
The ones that make you come
The ones that make you come unglued

I can’t turn my back on you
When you are walking away

I can’t turn my back on you
When you are walking away

can’t turn my back on you
When you are walking away

There’s the ones that you love
The ones that love you
The ones that make you come
The ones that make you come unglued

There’s the ones that you love
The ones that love you
The ones that make you come
The ones that make you come unglued

It’s easy to beat the system
but a hard time beating the symptoms

but a hard time beating the symptoms

I can’t turn my back on you
I can’t turn my back on you
I can’t turn my back on you
When you are walking away

Here comes the red carpet grave
Again and again and again

Here comes the red carpet grave
Again and again and again
Oh man

04   They Said That Hell’s Not Hot (04:17)

05   Just a Car Crash Away (04:55)

Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
burns down
everything you say.

She blew me her death-kiss
and the mouth-marks
bled down my eye,
like her dying
just on my windshield.
I can already feel
her worms
eating my spine.
Car So how can it be this lonely?
Is that all we get
Crash for our lives?
Is love only sweeter when
one of us dies?
Away
Then I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
Lyrics I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.


3x Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
burns down
everything you say.
I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
Knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
Just a car crash away.


I knew that our love was
just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was
just a car Just crash away.

(repeat to end of solo)


Love is a fire.
Car Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
Crash burns down
everything you say.

Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Away Burns down everything.
Everything you think
burns down
everything you say.

06   Heart-Shaped Glasses (When the Heart Guides the Hand) (05:06)

07   Evidence (05:20)

you have eyes that lead me on
and a body that shows me death
your lips look like they were made
for something else but they just suck my breath
I want your pain
to taste why you're ashamed and I know you're not just what you say to me and I'm not the only
moment you're made of

You're so sudden and sweet all legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe and we'll paint
over the evidence

I want you wanting me
I want what I see in your eyes
so give me something to be scared of
don't give me something to satisfy

You're so sudden and sweet
all legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off
your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe and we'll paint
over the evidence

I want your pain
to taste why you're ashamed and I know you're not just what you say to me
and I'm not the only moment you're made of

You're so sudden and sweet all legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe and we'll paint
over the evidence

You're so sudden and sweet all legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe and we'll paint
over the evidence

08   Are You the Rabbit? (04:14)

I'm a kick stand in your mouth
And I'm the tongue's slamming on the brakes
Pull the choke in
Pull the choke in
As hard as it will take.
All your pictures are getting dirty
Don't want anyone else's
Hand on my gears.
And I'll choke on
All the diamonds,
Like a vulture, on your face

So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?

You can't escape,
Can't escape
All your demons.
All you demons,
"Watch out, watch out,
For your lovers."

Faster, faster,
Faster-faster-faster-faster,
I'm late, I'm late!
And the hands on my clock
Are starting to shake.
We're on the line between
The devil's tits,
We've been driving on E.
I'm going to be wanted for this crime
"Well at least you're wanted,"
You'll say.

So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?

You are an unmarked car
Can't remember where I parked you
But I love you,
Can't afford you,
Take a cab to the funeral.
Faster, faster,
Faster-faster-faster-faster,
I'm late, I'm late!
And the hands on my clock
Are starting to shake.

You can't escape,
Can't escape
All your demons.
All you demons,
"Watch out, watch out,
For your lovers."

So ask your self before you get in,
I know the insurance won't cover this.
Are you the rabbit
Or the headlight,
And is there
Room in your life
For one more breakdown?

09   Mutilation Is the Most Sincere Form of Flattery (03:53)

Hey

There's no rules today
You steal instead of borrow
You take all the shapes that I make
Think that you think all the thoughts that I taught you
Don't you?


Mutilation's the most sincere form of flattery.
If you want to be me,
Then stand in line like the rest
Now, do you know what I mean?

The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same as long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,
Do you really think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.


Rebels without applause
I sell my shadow to those who are standing in it
They think I would bitch about them
Thinking they are the shit
When they can't even step in it

The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same as long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,


The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same as long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,


The young get less bolder
The legends get older
But I stay the same as long as you have less to say
Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you too,

Do you think that I wouldn't say this?
You know that I play this better than you.

10   You and Me and the Devil Makes 3 (04:24)

11   EAT ME, DRINK ME (05:41)

In the wasteland,
On the way to the Red Queen
It's no wonder our stage clothes
Have dreams to be famous.

The trees in the courtyard
Are painted in blood, so I've heard,
She hangs the headless upside down to drain.


EAT ME, DRINK ME
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game

I was invited to a beheading today.
I thought I was a butterfly next to your flame.
Rush of panic and the lock has been raped.
This is only a game,
this is only a game...

But then our star rushes in, feeling like a child and looking like a woman...
She has been forecast with an attempt to kill herself, but the ending didn't test well.

EAT ME, DRINK ME
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game...

I was invited to a beheading today.
I thought I was a butterfly next to your flame.
A rush of panic and the lock has been raped.
This is only a game,
this is only a game...

EAT ME, DRINK ME
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game.

But then our star rushes in, feeling like a child and looking like a woman...
She has been forecast with an attempt to kill herself, but the ending didn't test well.

EAT ME, DRINK ME
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game,
this is only a game...

Now I'm picking my skin and my scales.
I see my horror mirrored in the sundown of your blank stare.
I see my horror mirrored in the sundown of your blank stare.

EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game,

But then our star rushes in, feeling like a child and looking like a woman...
She has been forecast with an attempt to kill herself, but the ending didn't test well.


EAT ME, DRINK ME
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game,
this is only a game.

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