Snake Eyes And Sissies Marilyn Manson

[Intro]
Killing is killing, whether done for duty, profit, or fun

[Verse 1]
Wrench is just a household God
But I carry mine with pride
I don't work but I can work with
It to split your smile
Run you down without a twitch
Your car's just not as big as mine
Tear the son out of your bitch and
Sprinkle your remains with lime, yeah

[Refrain]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I ain't no working man, I do the best I can
I got the devil's hand rolling sixes
I am the habit man, I use up all I can
I got the slacker's hand

[Verse 2]
My afternoon's remote control
Daydream milk and genocide
Tranquility with broken knees, silly putty enemies
Butter knife in your side
What I got, I got for free
Middle finger technology
What's yours is mine, yours is mine, told you, fucker, yours is mine
Snake eyes for sissies, yeah