Description
Producer: Zeuss
Composer: Rob Zombie
Composer: Riggs
Composer: Chris Harris
Lyricist: Rob Zombie
Lyrics and translation
Original
May I have your attention please? On behalf of the government of the United
States of America,
I would like to welcome you to the beginning of the greatest adventure of your lives.
Fuck, fuck. Fuck, fuck.
A goddamn philosophy of infinite soul and madness.
The wire gates have been cut, signal if you have it. Call the gods of firebringer and slip out of the city.
Enter the canyon and hollow hills so cold and so pretty.
Fuck the world, fuck it all. Is this what you're waiting for?
Fuck the world, fuck it all. This is 1984.
Fuck, fuck.
Fuck, fuck. A goddamn false paradise gaze up at the grand unveiling.
A wonderment you saw Bat poop scream, the entire world's exhaling.
Directed to a darkened room where kings kid took a trip, yeah. A leper horn, a Beatle
George, lashed out on Sunset Strip, yeah. Fuck the world, fuck it all.
Is this what you're waiting for? Fuck the world, fuck it all.
This is -1984.
-In the age of insanity, it's all in the mind.
I'm a creature, creature, creature. Cogs of the machine.
I'm a creature, a creature, creature. Cogs of the machine.
This is life, this is war.
This is life, this is war.
Somewhere on this planet. Somewhere on this planet. Somewhere on this planet.
A goddamn television set sitting on your shoulders.
Tune it in, shut it off, here come the holy rollers.
Rat bastards of Hollywood, devious and penetrating.
A velvet coffin for a clown, watch it degenerating. Fuck the world, fuck it all.
Is this what you're waiting for? Fuck the world, fuck it all.
This is 1984.
In the age of insanity, it's all in the mind.
I'm a creature, creature, creature. Cogs of the machine.
I'm a creature, a creature, creature. Cogs of the machine.