Lyrics

Live, Laugh, Lars
Adorned on the walls
Inside of my shrine these three words they are scrawled
I'm just a fan, Lars
I'm just a fan, Lars
Shake my hand! Shake my hand!
What a pleasure it is to be shaking your hand
No, stay! Don't go!
Lulu was great!
Please, don't go!
Hit The Lights!
And step inside my temple of lunacy
Nowhere to hide
I like Dave Lombardo, too
Not as much as you
He's losing the battle for wall space
Will you come and see my brother-in-law next weekend?
Bet you can't guess where he lives. Go on, have a guess. Leeds!
In the throes of infatuation, Some Kind of Monster once Trapped Under Ice
Through The Frayed Ends of Sanity, a Frantic obsession has started to gnaw
It's Sad But True, but it's fans like us that make you what you are
I know you don't agree but look at my tattoo. It took 14 hours; I fainted 3 times
Glory Be!
Enter madman
Bearing hot tea inside of an arielator
Napster were in the wrong
I'd sue them too!
Scum, subhuman scum
Fandom! Imprisoning me, all that I see, absolute horror
I cannot live without you; I cannot die without you by my side
In the throes of infatuation, Some Kind of Monster once Trapped Under Ice
Through The Frayed Ends of Sanity, a Frantic obsession has started to gnaw
From the depth of depravity, an Unforgiven plan hatched into form
Lured into my unrelenting headlock, you'll soon Fade to Black forevermore…
Let's do an interview, you be me and I'll be you
Wearing a mask of your face
Don't be scared
As I smear your name in excrement all over these walls
Dancing through the fields of delusions, hand in hand, we're freed from the shackles of reality
A sick and twisted illusion manifesting as an overzealous devotee
Come with me and we'll both be free
Can we be friends?
Can we be best friends?
I'm just a fan, Lars.
Your biggest fan!
Written by: Alex LeGrice, Lee Deane, Mark Bainbridge, Sam Strachan
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