Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Gerald Eaton, Craig Hunter, Jason Levine, Jon Levine, James Mccollum, Brian West, Jeff Dalziel, Bobby Mcintosh, Yassen Taalat Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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