Lyrics - Prelude (the Family Trip) by Marilyn Manson

There's no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're rowing or which way the river's flowing
Is it raining?
Is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a blowing?
Not a spec of light is showing so the danger must be growing
Are the fires of
Hell a glowing?
Is the grizzly reaper mowing?
YES!!!
The danger must be growingfor the rowers keep on rowingand they're certainly not showingany signs that they are slowing!!!
Stop the boat

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