Committed to a Bright Future

I fell in love with a blue faced girl as I fell to my knees at the crossroads She descended to earth in a plastic bubble speaking in tongues of false prophets Ugly as sin and possessed beyond hope we made love as we flew through the sky Cursed to one day crash and burn because we fly so goddamned high To my surprise she was a witch from Salem, Massachusetts A high priestess of the occult in the church of Satan A demon and unholy ghost, the parasite had found its host Inside the cold and vacant soul of this one and only love Between the devil and deep blue sea The story of us reads just like a graveside eulogy This is a love song for a witch A romantic remembrance for This is a love song for a witch This is a love song for a witch A romantic remembrance for This is a love song for a witch Spinning crucifixes on the bedroom wall of the possessed As words appear in blood like deep incisions on her chest Her head gyrates and turns three hundred and sixty degrees As poison apples in the garden fall down from the trees Between the devil and deep blue sea The story of us reads just like a graveside eulogy Between the devil and deep blue sea The story of us reads just like a graveside eulogy This is a love song for a witch A romantic remembrance for This is a love song for a witch This is a love song for a witch A romantic remembrance for This is a love song for a witch

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

Draw me a bloodbath o' sweet rapist eyes As all the bruised babies hum lullabies Burnt at the stake old souls fill the skies Sacrificed for all humanities lies I summoned a demon and took it to bed I don't recall exactly what was said It tied my hands and feet to my bed I don't recall exactly what was said You got the look that makes detectives itch A mouthful of thunder and feverish pitch A cross between Satan and a Gucci witch Your disposition would make Hitler flinch Oh sweet rapist eyes look what you've done to me You burned down the temple where the children were sleeping Ashes and smoke rose up through the sky The memories bloom as the future dies Show me some sympathy In his image god made me ugly Envy and lust You are so beautiful Envy and lust You are so beautiful Don't look at me with those sweet rapist eyes Perhaps it's the wine or the soft candlelight But I'm under your spell I'm all yours tonight The phones off the hook and my tongue is tied Oh sweet rapist eyes look what you've done to me You burned down the temple where the children were sleeping Ashes and smoke rose up through the sky The memories bloom as the future dies Ashes and smoke rose up through the sky The memories bloom as the future dies

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

He rose up from a toilet Bearing gifts and bleeding from his ass Inside his disinfected mausoleum He scrubbed his hands and prepared for surgery Inside the operating room he screamed "I believe this patient is already dead" The nurse’s laughter echoed through the halls As the doctor lit a smoke and shook his head I have discovered another flaw In God’s sick invention We have built a time machine To travel through other dimensions The mercitron engaged the patient in A defenseless war against mortality Angered by the latest turn of events The doctor felt he should part company Upon arrival on the planet Mars While waiting for the mothership to come Dr. Piranha and his faithful disciples In orbit searched for a baboon’s heart We are what we are We are what we are Christ clones are imprisoned In slave camps on a planet of trolls As coal mines and tar pits Are filled with dead astronauts Malpractice in the cosmos The garden of stars is filled with vengeful enemies Assassins and hitmen eagerly await orders For research subjects to be purchased by the highest bidder I will be hunted for an infinity Detected with a DNA radar, they’ll watch my every move The voices in my head never cease Mocking me over and over and over and over again We are what we are We are what we are Christ clones are imprisoned In slave camps on a planet of trolls As coal mines and tar pits Are filled with dead astronauts Christ clones are imprisoned In slave camps on a planet of trolls As coal mines and tar pits Are filled with dead astronauts

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

Fetus on the beat Red as can be Rhythmically miscarried Flushed out into the sea Funded resurrections From the local town collections Sugary sweet secreting glands Flood the milk and honey land Umbilical nooses hang our hest On every note and every rest Fetus on the beat High on LSD Enter world war three While in infancy Funded resurrections From the local town collections Sugary sweet secreting glands Flood the milk and honey land Umbilical nooses hang our hest On every note and every rest Conductor of the flies Piss drunk and in disguise You keep us all in time To orchestrate a lie You keep it on the beat You keep it on the beat You keep it on the beat You keep it on the beat Abort the beat Abort the beat Abort the beat Abort the beat Sadists and masochists Who penetrate the melody Into a spiral frenzy They will rape you in a minor key What more do you want from me? What more do you want from me? What more do you want from me? What more do you want from me? Unborn vertebrate Withers and decays A cappella fear Is music to my ears Funded resurrections From the local town collections Sugary sweet secreting glands Flood the milk and honey land Umbilical nooses hang our hest On every note and every rest Conductor of the flies Piss drunk and in disguise You keep us all in time To orchestrate a lie You keep it on the beat You keep it on the beat You keep it on the beat You keep it on the beat Sadists and masochists Who penetrate the melody Into a spiral frenzy They will rape you in a minor key What more do you want from me? What more do you want from me? What more do you want from me? What more do you want from me?

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

You are a worm in a dog's heart A newborn mongoloid child Operating at great speeds Covered in vaseline and immaculate skin And immaculate skin Pathetic little sheep children following the herd Guided by the voices in their empty little heads You are a milky tear In the dead man's eye In disguise an insect martyr Under pink light incubation and postcard amnesia And fantastic pigmentation Pathetic little sheep children following the herd Guided by the voices in their empty little heads You are a worm in a dog's heart A worm in a dog's heart A worm in a dog's heart A worm in a dog's heart Pathetic little sheep children following the herd Guided by the voices in their empty little heads You are a worm in a dog's heart A worm in a dog's heart A worm in a dog's heart A worm in a dog's heart

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

Projecting the movie on satin eyelids The credits fade into unconcious movements Nausea and seizures the plot twists and turns Purge now young starlet your contract's expired You Hollywood doll You Hollywood doll You measure success by every inch that's in your ass As the sands of time fall inside the hour glass A fountain of youth is a fairy tale of lies As if it came as a surprise You Hollywood doll You Hollywood doll Would you like a new face to face a new day? It seems the mirror is your worst enemy For I am Christ to the shallow and aging A plastic surgeon to the stars of old Vaudevillian vanity a mansion in the hills Tinseltown pigskin on celluloid film A golden age aging in Pacific time Predicting the future three hours behind You Hollywood doll You Hollywood doll Would you like a new face to face a new day? It seems the mirror is your worst enemy For I am Christ to the shallow and aging A plastic surgeon to the stars of old I wanna lick your leather skin I wanna suck your outside in I want to watch you mutate Into a statue of stone Would you like a new face to face a new day? It seems the mirror is your worst enemy For I am Christ to the shallow and aging A plastic surgeon to the stars of old For I am Christ to the shallow and aging A plastic surgeon to the stars of old

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

Pogo happy clown molester Paints his face disguise the jester Joined the local moose lodge chapter Spawning evil ever after He picks his prey up at the bar Gets him drunk and in the car Drives him home and down the stairs Strips to his underwears Pogo You're gonna burn in Hell Murder victim slice and smile Serial killer pedophile Look into those empty eyes You'll know it's your time to die As he cuts you up in little bits Cuts you up in little bits Goes bop bop on your head again Spills your blood now he's soaked in sin Pogo You're gonna burn in Hell Drives all night through the city streets To hack up his victim like a piece of meat Spoke to the Devil the other day And John is doing fine Drives all night through the city streets To hack up his victim like a piece of meat Spoke to the Devil the other day And John is doing fine Oh the end is true When the sun goes down on the city streets You know Pogo's comin' after you Oh the end is true When the sun goes down on the city streets Pogo's comin' after you Drives all night through the city streets To hack up his victim like a piece of meat Spoke to the Devil the other day And John is doing fine Drives all night through the city streets To hack up his victim like a piece of meat Spoke to the Devil the other day And John is doing fine Pogo You're gonna burn in Hell In Hell

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

Sitting upon the shore The waves crash and echo inside my head Approaching out in the distance A ship of slaves to bury the dead This island is a prison Of futile desperation From hunger and calamity I slip into dreams The years became mummified A relic of suicide The years became mummified Waiting for what may wash up in the tide Under the moon out in the sea What could be out there waiting for me I swirl with the current it pulls me under I feel the water filling my lungs The years became mummified A relic of suicide The years became mummified Waiting for what may wash up in the tide What may wash up in the tide What may wash up in the tide What may wash up in the tide Shades below Pluto Floating in limbo Orcus and father of Phlegethon The fury and fire Anointing the worms Writhing in semen and blood Visions of heavenly celestial beings in love Illusion crucified a witness below so above Lost are the souls that wade in a molten sea Beg for forgiveness from a supreme deity The years became mummified A relic of suicide The years became mummified Waiting for what may wash up in the tide What may wash up in the tide What may wash up in the tide What may wash up in the tide I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

If I was the son of God I'd live alone nude in the wilderness The animals would speak to me And approach me without hesitation The birds would sing to scarecrows In circadian rhythm Inside the garden of desperation A voice could be heard And all the plastic politician devils cry As all the skyscrapers come crashing to the ground Whatever happened to a quiet simple life? Innocence is lost as we near our final day Deep in the forest The apparitions are all in attendance Phantoms and specters Converge in silence under the moonlight Behind this illusion Is a union of theanthropism Inside the garden of desperation A voice could be heard And all the plastic politician devils cry As all the skyscrapers come crashing to the ground Whatever happened to a quiet simple life? Innocence is lost as we near our final day Falling bombs on Babylon What a perfect ending to it all Falling bombs on Babylon What a perfect ending to it all And all the plastic politician devils cry As all the skyscrapers come crashing to the ground Whatever happened to a quiet simple life? Innocence is lost as we near our final Innocence is lost as we near our final day

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

In my youth I took a trip My first initial acid trip And it hit me like a ton of bricks My eyes they quickly dilated I began hallucinating At the tender age of seventeen As I watched the TV My dog speaking to me Telling me I'm going insane I recall a scene: it's Halloween And I am dressed as a drag queen Peaking to the point of no return I met a man I shook his hand He spoke I could not understand He was covered with flies and afterbirth The mandrills were singing The bees they were stinging As pink flamingos lay dead on the ground I am the witness I am Mohammed I am the elephant man These are strange days Beautifully chaotic In a burning metropolis Tuning in and dropping out Dancing Buddhas twist and shout Buddha-tomic Christ is love Who resurrects the flower head Cherishing the subtleties Illusion is reality Swimming the electric ocean Souls at rest were set in motion Martians perform autopsies On cattle anal cavities Frontal lobe lobotomies Electric shocking chimpanzees This cause of sorrow is desire Ego fuels the selfish fire Illusion is reality Quantum synchronicity The mandrills were singing The bees they were stinging As pink flamingos lay dead on the ground Visions so clearly Of Timothy Leary The godfather of the movement I am the witness I am Mohammed I am the elephant man These are strange days Beautifully chaotic In a burning metropolis

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

I'll play the game In hopes to end this charade You've got me caught And tangled up in your web Déjà vu (déjà vu) This scene's already played through A crime scene Chalk lines drawn around you The price of fame You know could never be paid Sleeping pills An empty bottle of wine Déjà vu (déjà vu) This scene's already played through Your death I've seen it all in a dream Haunting familiar déjà vu I know your end is coming soon I can't help but think One day they'll find you Sleeping forever, ever gone Haunting familiar déjà vu I know your end is coming soon I can't help but think One day they'll find you Sleeping forever, ever gone Haunting familiar déjà vu I know your end is coming soon They'll picture your face While dancing on your grave Sleeping forever, ever gone

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

Little green man follow us from town to town Speaking in riddles of digital sound Hiding in the shadow of a subway train Trying to get to heaven with a worm in his brain Where is the hurdy-gurdy man going now Playing such apocalyptical sounds, sounds, sounds We are the magical band of fools You know it ain't easy You know it ain't easy A horrific dirge ringing in my ears It seems we've fooled ourselves baby for oh so many years Living in the trunk of a hollow tree Trying to get to heaven with a fatal disease Where is the hurdy-gurdy man going now Playing such apocalyptical sounds sounds sounds We are the magical band of fools baby We are the magical band of fools You know it ain't easy You know it ain't easy Bloodletting! Hypnotists! Repeat after me 'Only fools believe they won't get fooled again'! Vampire! Organ grinder! In my youth I was bitten by a girl with a rabbit tooth! Oh what's a fool? Oh what's a fool to do? To do? Oh what's a fool? Oh what's a fool to do? To do? We are the magical band of fools baby We are the magical band of fools You know it ain't easy You know it ain't easy Bloodletting! Hypnotists! Repeat after me 'Only fools believe they won't get fooled again'! Vampire! Organ grinder! In my youth I was bitten by a girl with a rabbit tooth! Bloodletting! Hypnotists! Repeat after me 'Only fools believe they won't get fooled again'! Vampire! Organ grinder! In my youth I was bitten by a girl with a rabbit tooth!

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

Radio's a public toilet A funeral for a friend Wash your mouth out then puke and Wash it out again Scores for porn in short is Audio intercourse A stereophonic Orgasmic lust for passion Slide it in Grease that pig And fuck to a different tune Radio's a public toilet A funeral for a friend Wash your mouth out then puke and Wash it out again Scores for porn in short is Audio intercourse A stereophonic Orgasmic lust for passion Pillow talk Pillow talk Mattress rock Seduction in the key of love Pillow talk Pillow talk Mattress rock Seduction in the key of love Slide it in Grease that pig Slide it in Grease that pig Send me, send me, send me your dirty sheets Send me, send me, send me your dirty sheets Scores for porn is a game you must obey Send me, send me, send me your dirty sheets Send me, send me, send me your dirty sheets Scores for porn is a game you must obey Scores for porn is a game you'll love to play Radio is a pool of urine A gallon down your throat Anesthetized in sadness I've got the anecdote The answer is so surreal Press play and just sit back High infidelity Aural aphrodisiac Pillow talk Pillow talk Mattress rock Seduction in the key of love Pillow talk Pillow talk Mattress rock Seduction in the key of love Slide it in Grease that pig Slide it in Grease that pig

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

Young and confused Socially abused Can't find liberation Fucked up in a hole Take my life Hold me until I die Force-feed me Umbilical delinquency Shoot me in the vein Fuck me in the brain Until the feeling's gone Then just turn and run Experiment, addiction Dependency is fun Take my life Hold me until I die On and on and over again My heart stops beating and the room starts spinning

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026

I saw my problems and I'll see the light We got a lovin' thing, we gotta feed it right There ain't no danger we can go too far We start believin' now that we can be who we are - grease is the word They think our love is just a growin' pain Why don't they understand? It's just a cryin' shame Their lips are lyin', only real is real We stop the fight right now, we got to be what we feel - grease is the word Grease is the word, is the word that you heard It's got groove, it's got meaning Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion Grease is the way we are feeling We take the pressure And we throw away conventionality, belongs to yesterday There is a chance that we can make it so far We start believin' now that we can be who we are~grease is the word Grease is the word, is the word that you heard It's got groove, it's got meaning Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion Grease is the way we are feeling This is a life of illusion, lack of control Laced with confusion - what're we doin' here? We take the pressure And we throw away conventionality, belongs to yesterday There is a chance that we can make it so far We start believin' now that we can be who we are~grease is the word Grease is the word, is the word that you heard It's got groove, it's got meaning Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion Grease is the way we are feeling Grease is the word, is the word that you heard It's got groove, it's got meaning Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion Grease is the way we are feeling Grease is the word, is the word, is the word...

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 25, 2026