The Golden Age of Grotesque

All our monkeys have monkeys We drive our deathcrush diamond Jaguar Limosines We're not fantastic motherfuckers, but we play them on TV It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress The scabaret sacrilegends This is the Golden Age of Grotesque We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress The scabaret sacrilegends This is the Golden Age of Grotesque The devils are girls with Van Gogh's missing ear You say what you want but filth is all that they hear I've got the jigger to make all you bigger Ladies und gentlemen So drop your pissroom mate, and make sure you're not late You tramps and lunatics Here's a trick that's gonna make you click We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress The scabaret sacrilegends This is the Golden Age of Grotesque We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress The scabaret sacrilegends This is the Golden Age of Grotesque It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like So my Bon Mots, Hit-boy Tommy Irons, Rowdy rowdies, Honey-fingered Goodbye Dolls Hellzapoppin, open your third nostril Put on your black face, and your god is gone We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress The scabaret sacrilegends This is the Golden Age of Grotesque We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress The scabaret sacrilegends This is the Golden Age of Grotesque We sing la la, la la, la la lah We sing la la, la la, lah La la, la la, la la, lah We sing la la, la la, la la lah