The Bright Young Things
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"The Bright Young Things" is the twelfth track on the 2003 release The Golden Age of Grotesque.
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- "The Bright Young Things" — Appears on The Golden Age of Grotesque.
Lyrics
We'll be the worms in your apple pie Fake abuse for our bios Blacken our own eyes The grass isn't greener on the other side We set it on fire And we have no reason why We set fashion, not follow Spit vitriol, not swallow We set fashion, not follow Spit vitriol, not swallow We're Good for nothing, but being Everything that's bad Good for nothing, but being Everything that's bad We know who we are and what we want to say And we don't care who's listening We don't rebel to sell It just suits us well We're the bright young things I've got my villian necktie And a mouth of hi-fi So sharp, I'm bleeding From my Judas Hole I'm the Arch Dandy No-goodnik and I'm headed For Crashville. I'm most monster with my groan box In the "Meat Show." We set fashion, not follow Spit vitriol, not swallow Good for nothing, but being Everything that's bad Good for nothing, but being Everything that's bad We know who we are and What we want to say And we don't care who's listening We don't rebel to sell It just suits us well We're the bright young things Crashing the ether We've got the loudest stereotype Even neophytes deep 6 your pro-life We don't need to move a single prayer bone We're so beautiful and damned Simply as a "still life" Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause Stop the song and remember what you used to be Somebody that could fucking impress me We know who we are and what we want to say And we don't care who's listening We don't rebel to sell It just suits us well We're the bright young things We know who we are and what we want to say And we don't care who's listening We don't rebel to sell It just suits us well We're the bright young things Good for nothing, but being Everything that's bad Good for nothing, but being Everything that's bad