Track 6: The Golden Age of Grotesque
This song subtly hints at fascism and Hitler. "It's a dirty word REICH, say what you like." Now that we have enlisted in the anti-mainstream Army, we are kicking our legs up and hailing our fearless leader. I only hope the butt plug does not fall out. Hey, after all, this is the "Golden Age of Grotesque." It is a tragedy, not a comedy.

I have visions of scenes out of "The Wall" by Pink Floyd. Dumb asses like the Reverend Jerry Fallwell will no doubt misinterpret this song as being pro-nazi in order to bolster more anti-Mason mania.

Track 7: (s)AINT
Our journey continues and Manson reveals himself in this tune with humility AND arrogance. We also get a lesson in linguistics. He begs us to answer, "What's my name, what's my name?" Before we can respond, he chants "uh uh, uh uh, hold the "s" because I am an Ain't." By the way, he's got an F and a C and he's got the K too (can I get a bump), and the only thing that is missing is a bitch like U.

This song lets us know that he has shed his inferiority complex that he previously revealed in "Beautiful People." He convinces us that he is THE SHIT now and all of his naysayers can only sit back and shake their head with envy. The lyrics are intelligently crafted. Marilyn may have the "F," "C," and "K" and who cares if he is still missing the "U" because he gets a well deserved "A" for this dirty little ditty.

Track 8: Ka-boom Ka-boom
We are suddenly fishing in the eternal lake of fire in hell. Manson eeks out, "I won't do it with you, I'll do it to you. I hope my hook gets caught in your mouth." My take is that Manson is really saying, "Ka-boom, here is all of the flashy bait I have to offer you, and you are taking the bait for all of the wrong reasons."

This is a song that drones on and on. It is my least favorite on the album. I suspect he is soon taking us to a dark place.

Track 9: Slutgarden
Well, Marilyn has found his way to my bedroom - a.k.a "the slutgarden."

Screw the religious right and their take on sex! Can I get an Amen? Is there not any room for lust anymore? Then again it cuts both ways right? I use you for sex, but are you using me for sex too? God forbid, because my ego and my heart could never take that. What difference does it make because "You are the church, I am the steeple. When we fuck we are all God's people." This conflicting melody is great.