Gothic Miscreant's definitions
There really is nothing nice about USA
You go to the hospital you have to pay
The dollar is the language that they all speak
They don't really bother about the radiation leak
Fuck the USA
They keep their secrets undercover
The rich don't bother about those that suffer
This ain't the land of milk and honey
Cause all they want is money money money
You go to the hospital you have to pay
The dollar is the language that they all speak
They don't really bother about the radiation leak
Fuck the USA
They keep their secrets undercover
The rich don't bother about those that suffer
This ain't the land of milk and honey
Cause all they want is money money money
Fuck the USA
Nuclear bombs are fuck all new
You'd better start running when they drop on you
Run into a shelter, play hide and seek
Cause when you die your body reeks
Fuck the USA
There really is nothing nice about USA
You go to the hospital you have to pay
The dollar is the language that they all speak
They don't really bother about the radiation leak
Fuck the USA
Nuclear bombs are fuck all new
You'd better start running when they drop on you
Run into a shelter, play hide and seek
Cause when you die your body reeks
Fuck the USA
There really is nothing nice about USA
You go to the hospital you have to pay
The dollar is the language that they all speak
They don't really bother about the radiation leak
Fuck the USA
by Gothic Miscreant December 2, 2023
Get the Fuck the USAmug. Well, I live with snakes and lizards
And other things that go bump in the night
'Cause to me every day is Halloween
I have given up hiding and started to fight
I have started to fight
Well anytime, any place, anywhere that I go
All the people seem to stop and stare
They say, "Why are you dressed like it's Halloween?"
"You look so absurd, you look so obscene!"
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me?
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
Well, I let their teeny minds think
That they're dealing with someone who is over the brink
And I dress this way just to keep them at bay
And other things that go bump in the night
'Cause to me every day is Halloween
I have given up hiding and started to fight
I have started to fight
Well anytime, any place, anywhere that I go
All the people seem to stop and stare
They say, "Why are you dressed like it's Halloween?"
"You look so absurd, you look so obscene!"
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me?
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
Well, I let their teeny minds think
That they're dealing with someone who is over the brink
And I dress this way just to keep them at bay
‘Cause Halloween is every day, hey
It's every day, hey
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me?
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me?
I'm not the one that's so absurd
(Why can't I live a life for me? Oh) Why hide it? Why fight it?
(No! Why should I?) Hurt feelings, best to stop feeling hurt
From denials (oh), reprisals
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide
Oh, it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide
Everyday Is Halloween
It's every day, hey
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me?
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?
Why can't they see they're just like me?
I'm not the one that's so absurd
(Why can't I live a life for me? Oh) Why hide it? Why fight it?
(No! Why should I?) Hurt feelings, best to stop feeling hurt
From denials (oh), reprisals
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide
It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide
Oh, it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide
Everyday Is Halloween
by Gothic Miscreant December 15, 2023
Get the Everyday Is Halloweenmug. Toe to toe
Dancing very close
Barely breathing
Almost comatose
Wall to wall
People hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture
Back to back
Sacroiliac
Spineless movement
And a wild attack
Face to face
Sightless solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in rapture
Dancing very close
Barely breathing
Almost comatose
Wall to wall
People hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture
Back to back
Sacroiliac
Spineless movement
And a wild attack
Face to face
Sightless solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in rapture
Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly
DJ spinnin' I said, "My my"
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
François c'est pas, Flash ain't no dude
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars
Then, when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe, don't move too slow
'Cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eatin' bars, yeah wall to wall
Door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour through the sewer
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
You'll be singin' in the rain
Said don't stop to punk rock
Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on
Now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up
DJ spinnin' I said, "My my"
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
François c'est pas, Flash ain't no dude
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars
Then, when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe, don't move too slow
'Cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eatin' bars, yeah wall to wall
Door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour through the sewer
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
You'll be singin' in the rain
Said don't stop to punk rock
Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on
Now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up
by Gothic Miscreant February 21, 2024
Get the Rapturemug. He wore starched white shirts buttoned at the neck
And he'd sit in the shade and watch the chickens peck
And his teeth were gone, but what the heck
I thought that he walked on water
Said he was a cowboy when he was young
He could handle a rope and he was good with a gun
And my mama's daddy was his oldest son
And I thought that he walked on water
And he'd sit in the shade and watch the chickens peck
And his teeth were gone, but what the heck
I thought that he walked on water
Said he was a cowboy when he was young
He could handle a rope and he was good with a gun
And my mama's daddy was his oldest son
And I thought that he walked on water
And if the story was told, only heaven knows
But his hat seemed to me like an old halo
And though his wings, they were never seen
I thought that he walked on water
Well, he tied a cord to the end of a mop
And said, "Son, here's a pony, keep her at a trot"
And I'd ride in circles while he laughed a lot
Then I'd flop down beside him
And he was ninety years old in '63
And I loved him and he loved me
And Lord, I cried the day he died
'Cause I thought that he walked on water
But if the story was told, only heaven knows
But his hat seemed to me like an old halo
And though his wings, they were never seen
I thought that he walked on water
Yeah, I thought that he walked on water
But his hat seemed to me like an old halo
And though his wings, they were never seen
I thought that he walked on water
Well, he tied a cord to the end of a mop
And said, "Son, here's a pony, keep her at a trot"
And I'd ride in circles while he laughed a lot
Then I'd flop down beside him
And he was ninety years old in '63
And I loved him and he loved me
And Lord, I cried the day he died
'Cause I thought that he walked on water
But if the story was told, only heaven knows
But his hat seemed to me like an old halo
And though his wings, they were never seen
I thought that he walked on water
Yeah, I thought that he walked on water
by Gothic Miscreant October 19, 2025
Get the He Walked On Watermug. Something takes a part of me
Something lost and never seen
Every time I start to believe
Something's raped and taken from me, from me
Life's gotta always be messing with me (you wanna see the light)
Can't they chill and let me be free? (So do I)
Can't I take away all this pain? (You wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain, in vain
Sometimes I cannot take this place
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste
Sometimes I cannot feel my face
You'll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me
You and I were meant to be
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me
Something lost and never seen
Every time I start to believe
Something's raped and taken from me, from me
Life's gotta always be messing with me (you wanna see the light)
Can't they chill and let me be free? (So do I)
Can't I take away all this pain? (You wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain, in vain
Sometimes I cannot take this place
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste
Sometimes I cannot feel my face
You'll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me
You and I were meant to be
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me
Feeling like a freak on a leash (you wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release (so do I)
How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)
Nothing in my life is free, is free
Sometimes I cannot take this place
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste
Sometimes I cannot feel my face
You'll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me
You and I were meant to be
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me
Go
So fight, something on the ming-a-boo
Fight, some things they fight
So something on the ming-a-boo
Fight, some things they fight
Fight, something on the ming-a-boo
No, some things they fight
Fight something on the ming-a-boo
Fight, some things they fight
Something takes a part of me
You and I were meant to be
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me
Part of me
Part of me
Part of me
Oh
Feeling like I have no release (so do I)
How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)
Nothing in my life is free, is free
Sometimes I cannot take this place
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste
Sometimes I cannot feel my face
You'll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me
You and I were meant to be
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me
Go
So fight, something on the ming-a-boo
Fight, some things they fight
So something on the ming-a-boo
Fight, some things they fight
Fight, something on the ming-a-boo
No, some things they fight
Fight something on the ming-a-boo
Fight, some things they fight
Something takes a part of me
You and I were meant to be
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me
Part of me
Part of me
Part of me
Oh
by Gothic Miscreant September 29, 2023
Get the Freak On A Leashmug. Good times come to me now
Good times come to me now
I ain't lying 'cause there ain't no time
No city, it's a pity, 'cause I dress divine
City smokes, people choke
Your sure look fine, your shoes - they shine
I taste your face, your love is mine
Mercury Dan with a spikey hand
I'm a hot retard, marquis de sade
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Big meanie, he's a genie, and we ain't got a hope
No chance, no chance
Well, I feel fine, no, it ain't no crime
I was dreamin' of a demon, and I ate a dime
The dime floats, the colonel boasts
Send 'em up the hill, boys, this ain't no joke
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Good times come to me now
I ain't lying 'cause there ain't no time
No city, it's a pity, 'cause I dress divine
City smokes, people choke
Your sure look fine, your shoes - they shine
I taste your face, your love is mine
Mercury Dan with a spikey hand
I'm a hot retard, marquis de sade
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Big meanie, he's a genie, and we ain't got a hope
No chance, no chance
Well, I feel fine, no, it ain't no crime
I was dreamin' of a demon, and I ate a dime
The dime floats, the colonel boasts
Send 'em up the hill, boys, this ain't no joke
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Saw a cop on the line, machine gun shine
I was dreaming, not believing, that I was alive
My mind broke, the cop - he choked
Get out of here, boy, or I'll use the colt
No chance, no chance
You sure look fine, your shoes - they shine
No heat can compete with this blue-eyed liar
The child spoke, "We ain't got a hope press the button
Press the button, it's all remote"
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny shiny, sha-na-na-na
Sha-na-na-na
Sha-na-na-na
Shan, shan, shan...
Shan, shan, shan, shan, shan
I was dreaming, not believing, that I was alive
My mind broke, the cop - he choked
Get out of here, boy, or I'll use the colt
No chance, no chance
You sure look fine, your shoes - they shine
No heat can compete with this blue-eyed liar
The child spoke, "We ain't got a hope press the button
Press the button, it's all remote"
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny shiny, sha-na-na-na
Sha-na-na-na
Sha-na-na-na
Shan, shan, shan...
Shan, shan, shan, shan, shan
by Gothic Miscreant October 22, 2023
Get the Shiny Shinymug. Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together
I've got some real estate here in my bag
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies
And we walked off to look for America
"Kathy," I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
Michigan seems like a dream to me now
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I've gone to look for America
Laughing on the bus playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said, "Be careful: his bowtie is really a camera,"
Toss me a cigarette I think there's one in the raincoat
We smoked the last one an hour ago
So I looked at the scenery she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field
I've got some real estate here in my bag
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies
And we walked off to look for America
"Kathy," I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
Michigan seems like a dream to me now
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I've gone to look for America
Laughing on the bus playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said, "Be careful: his bowtie is really a camera,"
Toss me a cigarette I think there's one in the raincoat
We smoked the last one an hour ago
So I looked at the scenery she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field
Kathy I'm lost I said though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all come to look for America
All come to look for America
I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all come to look for America
All come to look for America
by Gothic Miscreant December 12, 2023
Get the Americamug.