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