Last of the Real Lyrics

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Wheres my crucifix? Wherere my cigarettes?
This hypodermic melancholy is not enough
Scratch test credit fraud- this hate is all Ive got
Just feed me whiskey and youll feel me- the time has come
Imagine all the people belittled and abused
You want a revolution? I want the fucking truthNO VOODOO ORDEAL CAN STOP ME NOW
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what I want
THE LAST OF THE REAL CANT STOP ME NOW
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what I wantHundred dollar bills and quiet little kills
Think you can hold me? Itll take an army- Im everywhere

You press into the flesh; clichs are beat to death
Is this the best you can come up with? Feels like despair
I made the news today- front page above the fold
You tell me God is dead- Ill show you Hell is coldNO VOODOO ORDEAL CAN STOP ME NOW
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what I want
THE LAST OF THE REAL CANT STOP ME NOW
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what I want
Until you give me what I want
Until you give me what I wantBow your fucking head/ desecrate your dead/ cant you see
Youre letting all the lies get in/ close your eyes for I have fucking sinned
Your talk is doubt/ remember how you wanted to be born again?
Well, you werent born for thisNO VOODOO ORDEAL CAN STOP ME NOW
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what I want
THE LAST OF THE REAL CANT STOP ME NOW
Ill tear this place apart until you give me what I want
Until you give me what I want
You cant stop me now
You cant stop me now