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"Disposable Teens" was composed by John 5 and Twiggy Ramirez. The lyrics were written by the band's frontman Marilyn Manson. During pre-release interviews, Manson described it as a "signature Marilyn Manson song." Its bouncing guitar riff and teutonic staccato had its roots in former glam rocker and convicted pedophile Gary Glitter's song "Rock and Roll, Pt.2". Its lyrical themes tackled the disenfranchisement of contemporary youth, "particularly those that have been to feel like accidents", with the revolutionary idealism of their parent's generation. The influence of The Beatles was critical in this song. The chorus echoed the Liverpool quartet's own disillusionment with the 1960s counterculture movement in the opening lines of their White Album song "Revolution 1". Here the sentiment was re-appropriated as a rallying cry for "disposable teens" against the shortcomings of "this so-called generation of revolutionaries", whom the song indicted: "You said you wanted evolution, the ape was a great big hit. You say want a revolution, man, and I say that you're full of shit."
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