he also sings it this way, having a brief moment of silence after each syllable.
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he also sings it this way, having a brief moment of silence after each syllable.
slo mo is another derogatory way of calling someone retarded. The tion is Manson's a way of saying pay attention you morons. j/k Let me tell you this.................................... spell it out for you............................................... .. the song is slow so the spelling is also spelled slo.
Slo-Mo-Tion is about his fans. He is calling us slow. And it is not rape per-so-phony, it is rape her-so-phony. Point made. Welcome to High ed of Slow 1-0-1.
Last edited by Dv5; 06-02-2012 at 08:18 AM.
Just a blind guess. I think this song's lyrics have something to do with Columbine and other shootings Manson was indirectly blamed for. The gun reference is obvious. Some fans complained about 'the brand new camera equipped with a flash' part. I assume he talks about a gun shot. When shooting, it's like a camera flashing.
He cleverly linked it to movies/photography. Even if he says the new album has nothing to do with his romantic relationships, this song might also be linked to this theme in a way. That's why 'tits' are there :).
Like everyone else said it's just about pronouncing it in slow motion just like he sings it. It's pretentious to a degree and I almost never type it with hyphens because I don't give a fuck, personally, but yeah, that's why he wrote it that way. There's really no deep meaning behind it.
^ and yet despite the fact we all pretend not to give a fuck, here we are time after time thread after thread dissecting every word and nuance in postings and in the chat forum.
"Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience."
Wouldn't that be Slo-Wit-Ted?Originally Posted by TheTeletubbieFlasher
Stuff is cool-looking in slo-mo-tion...
Desire is pain, eating away the worm in the brain ... Frontiers are coming down between body and soul, abrasive, insane, putting away the spark in the brain. Our flesh burns in mysterious ways.
Like the first of sins, there is no one to blame. The earth grew wet on the seventh day. And we sit down for a feast of hate. We eat each other in a twist of fate.
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