The Golden Age Of Grotesque

[Verse 1] All our monkeys have monkeys We drive our death crush diamond Jaguar Limousines We are not fantastic motherfuckers, but we play them on TV [Pre-Chorus] It is a dirty word Reich, say what you like It is a dirty word Reich, say what you like [Chorus][x2] We are the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress The cabaret sacrileges This is the Golden Age of Grotesque [Verse 2] The devils are girls with Van Gogh's missing ear You say what you want but filth is all that they hear I have got the jigger to make all you bigger Ladies and gentlemen So drop your piss-room mate, and make sure you're not late You tramps and lunatics Here is a trick that is going to make you click [Chorus][x2] [Pre-Chorus] [Bridge] So my Bon Mots Hit-boy Tommy Irons Rowdy rowdies Honey-fingered Goodbye Dolls Hellzapopping, open your third nostril Put on your black face, and your god is gone [Chorus][x2] [Outro][x4] We sing la la, la la, la la lah