Thrift (song)

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For the unreleased demo album see Thrift (cassette)
For the single see Thrift (single)
"Thrift"
Thrift cover
Song by Marilyn Manson & the Spooky Kids
Album Live as Hell
Released May 1992
Recorded November 1991
Genre Alternative rock
Length 6:09
Label WYNF
Writer Marilyn Manson
Composer Daisy Berkowitz, Gidget Gein, Madonna Wayne Gacy
Producer Charlie Logan
Media
A preview of this song is currently not available

"Thrift" is the seventh and final track on the 1992 release Live as Hell. It was initially planned to be officially released in 1991 on the band's then-seventh cassette, Thrift, but this demo was shelved for reasons unknown. Curiously, while Madonna Wayne Gacy did not receive a music credit for the song on Live as Hell or Refrigerator, his name is credited in the liner notes of Lunch Boxes & Choklit Cows.

Appearances[edit]

Cassettes[edit]

Albums[edit]

Singles[edit]

Video[edit]

Unreleased version
Refrigerator and Live as Hell version


Versions[edit]

  • "Thrift" — Appears on Thrift.
  • "Thrift" Live As Hell and Refrigerator versions are identical.
  • "Thrift" (Remastered mix from Refrigerator) — Appears on Lunch Boxes & Choklit Cows and Thrift single.
  • "Victim" — Appears on Mr Conrad Samsung - Ep by The Daisy Kids released on September 19, 2015 (altered lyrics, borrowing the riff from the original version)

Music video[edit]

The animated Spooky Kids performing in the music video.

The music video for "Thrift" was directed by the Liquordale Bandits, and features the band performing the song live, while animated caricatures of the Spooky Kids perform in the foreground.

Trivia[edit]

Lyrics[edit]

    I sit here all knowing, 
    Knowing nothing here at all 
    My cuts spread slower, 
    Pig hands reach into my sides 

    I hate this life you give me, 
    I give you hate you live for me, yeah
    I love the pain you give me, 
    This hurting feels like love to me, yeah

    They go down town, down town
    They go down inside
    Down inside
    Down inside

    They go down town 
    Down town
    They go down town to sell
 
    My body hangs on hooks, 
    A cloth to society, 
    Your dolars wet my skin, 
    Makes me papier mache thrift, yeah

    I hate this life you give me, 
    I give you hate you live for me, yeah
    I love the pain you give me, 
    This hurting feels like love to me, yeah
    
    They go down town, down town
    They go down inside
    Down inside
    Down inside

    They go down town 
    Down town
    They go down town to sell