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Marilyn Manson - Lunchbox (original)

Lunchbox

Why don't you eat these!

Shut up! I'm making my lunch!

Shut up! I'm making my lunch!

Bring you down

I'm making my lunch!

I'm making my lunch!

On we plow



The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest

Try to tell me tell me he's the best

But I don't really give a good god damn cause

I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well now

Now, I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well now

Now, I got the on we plow!

On we plow

On we plow

Some day, I wanna grow up to be

A big time rock and roll star

So no one fucks with me, yeah

Shut up! I'm making my lunch! I'm making my lunch!



I got the pencils in my pocket try to put me down

Want to go out gotta get down

To the playground gonna throw down at the playground

I wanna go out

Next motherfucker gonna get my metal

Next motherfucker gonna get my metal

Next motherfucker gonna get my metal

Next motherfucker

Pow pow pow

Pow pow pow

Pow pow pow

Pow pow pow



Some day, I wanna grow up to be

A big time rock and roll star

So no one fucks with me, yeah



Some day, I wanna grow up to be

A big time rock and roll star

So no one fucks with me

Some day, I wanna grow up to be

A big time rock and roll star

So no one fucks with me, yeah
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