Let us welcome ourselves to this important inquiry. All
of you have traveled a long and sometimes painful
journey to reach such a point of investigation. Some of
you, perhaps, come here today for religious truths,
elightenment or self-satisfying spiritual egoisms, like
all those choices of Christians and magical nonsenses
you can buy at any so-called spiritual supermarket. If
you are here for the bufoonery, the sport, the
entertainment of new age, you are in a sick and
diseased affair of your humanity. A prison, neurotical,
repetitive, wobbly, drizzly condition. Fizzled.Here to
study the problem of human, to question what do we mean
to love? With all moralistic and religious entrapments
allows a technologically advanced condition that serves
only to feed our misery and sufferings. To love is to
despise. We love our gods, Buddhas, gurus, thus we
separate and compare--compare with others in conflict.
So, when we love in this way, it is to conquer others.
Conquer with war. Genetic wars. Bio-biological wars.
Wars that cause sufferings--immense sufferings in
children, creating various forms of infections, fungal
or otherwise horrible. We commit to marriage for the
sake of this condition, love. You say, what a
beautiful, extraordinary being--our partners, our
husbands, wives, lovers, etc.etc.. AT first, young,
full of genetic biological yearnings, transformed to
pleasure and lust. The primitive call of our
reproductive possession has become, by influence of
culture and so called knowledge, we call love. Ask
yourself, would you still love your wife if she has
become victim of serious afflictions that could affect
her beautifully extraordinary body? This sport of love,
this entertainment of love, is fear. Fear of dying.
Dying alone in the sewers where only the rats spend

Oh, oh
I see the sky
It's becoming a very very bright red
Almost an aurora, a red aurora
And it's like I'm suspended
And the light is so bright it hurts my eyes
And I see this huge ball
Now in the center
It's, it's a gray colored ball almost
Oh, I don't know what it's made of
But a rock like formation
But as it's turning now
It's beginning to change color
Becoming a purplish, hazy, orange looking ball
And now it's beginning to gather great speed
And as it's going faster across the sky
Part of it has broken off now
And it's going out behind the sun
I see the huge ball of the sun
It's a ball of fire
And this is another ball of fire
And a piece now has broken off
And it's heading off into the sun
And there, oh
Oh, it's an explosion
Oh, ah, I can't look

Automatic cameras, coffee machines, self-cleaning ovens
Fireplace screens, for you, for you
Renovated basements
Isolated yards, tables in the kitchen
This is what I'm thinking, and you, and you
She's just a quarter acre
But someone's gonna take her

so the man was tired and the car was starved
and the sun was setting
no the moon was tired and the cow was carved
i remember every second
forget what you don't know yet
forget what you don't know yet
forget what you don't know yet
yes i saw the way you talk to your cell phone
forget what you don't know yet
forget what you don't know yet
forget what you don't know yet
then i thought about the man with the shotgun
so the man took a shotgun out of the trunk
waited on the hood with the headlights on
radio was playing christmas songs
later on he thought he saw something
realized he never saw anything
now he drives with his headlights off
forget what you don't know yet
forget what you don't know yet
forget what you don't know yet
yeah i saw the way you climbed out the window
forget what you don't know yet
forget what you don't know yet
forget what you don't know yet

Me an Judas lost at sea
Under electric twilight fading
I look at him he sees through me
40 days and we're still waiting
I'm not tired but I think I'll lay back anyway
I'm not welcome but I think I'll stay
Me and Jonas lost at sea
Deep inside a dream we're trailing
Heard him whisper wait for me
Sun goes down and we're still sailing
I'm not nervous but I think I'll lay back anyway
I'm not helpless but I think I'll stay
And even the waves won't carry me away
Keep heading west that's the best
May be lost but I'm not crazy
Stay where you are not too far
Keep it up you're doing fine
Well, I thought I was fine
Me and Joseph lost at sea
Under rain and slowly waking
He looks around and smiles at me
41 and we're still waiting
I'm not tired but I think I'll lay back anyway
I'm not hopeless but I think I'll stay

On a beach twenty yards from the roadside
Back again 6 AM far from sleep
Must be 290 blue on the water
It's gray to me 3 CV is all I see
Green can only hold you in the garden
Too much red will go right to your head
But if it's all the same to you
Give me back my blue, other colors fade anyway
I'm colorblind three way tragedy
Pantone memory and grayscale eyes
Maybe I'm paranoid yeah that's my problem
You almost have to be when you look like me
Stopped in the shade of a road sign
When the sun rose like a bomb
Tried to read the simple writing
But the letters came out wrong
It's all white lines to me
Oh but things are getting clearer
I can almost read the writing in the mirror
I'm colorblind three way tragedy
Pantone memory and grayscale eyes
Maybe I'm paranoid yeah that's my problem
You almost have to be when you look like me
Green can only hold you in the garden
Too much red will go right to your head
But if it's all the same to you
Give me back my blue, other colors fade anyway
I'm colorblind freeway tragedy
Pantone memory x-ray eyes
Where'd all the color go on my radio?

Before you started calling, I'd walk to the phone
Now I never never walk, cause I know you're never home
(no one's home I guess, no one's home ring ring)
Baby's always comin' round don't that feel nice
Baby's always comin' round ain't the great?
My sugar's always comin' by just in time man
Here she comes now baby it's too late
I thought you had enough of me, I thought you had enough
of me
I thought you had enough of me, I thought you had enough
of me
I thought you had enough of me, I thought you had enough

you look so mysterious
but you sound so serious
you should have told me on the phone
i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying
i guess you tried to let me know
by leaving notes on the stereo
it's not the typical way to go
i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying
'cause i found myself
back in the bachelor scene
feel like an astronaut
in a submarine
if i fall asleep
i could fall out of bed
maybe the helmet helps
but it hurts my head
let's not get hysterical maybe you need a sabbatical
you get so angry when you're wrong
i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying
you know it came as quite a shock to find your note in the cereal box
and why'd you have to change the locks
i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying
and i found myself
back in the bachelor scene
feel like an astronaut
in a submarine
if i fall asleep
i could float out of bed
maybe the ceiling helps
but it hurts my head
cause i found myself
back in the bachelor scene
feel like an astronaut
in a submarine
if i fall asleep
i could fall out of bed
maybe the helmet helps

sometimes i wanna sleep in the street
but it feels a little funny without you
down in the basement feeling the pavement
holding my stomach
and sometimes i can't believe my own feet
so i found another permanent address
sold the old mattress keeping the changes
talking to strangers
i knew i could forget you
that's what i'm gonna do
now i'm staring at a stop sign
just like the last time
hey you're everything you dreamed you'd be
what a civilized way to be angry
locked in the attic, starting to panic
wait, that's me
always it's the same situation
it's got to be somebody's fault
but i never know what to do
so let's say we put the blame on you
standing in a phone booth
waiting for the punch line
trying not to call you
just like the last time
sometimes i wanna sleep in the street
but it feels a little funny without you
down in the basement feeling the pavement
holding my stomach in
and sometimes i can't believe my own feet
so i found another permanent address
sold the old mattress keeping the changes
talking to strangers
i knew i could forget you
that's what i'm gonna do
now i'm staring at a stop sign

I was half outside and half inside a dream
When I thought I heard your voice on my machine
Sang along had the song almost memorized
Liked the track so I laid back and let it fossilize
I've got all of this on video
It just gets better every episode
America I was blind but now I see
America right there in front of me
Lost my head in my hotel room
When the ground shook
Had to choose between the Bible
And the phone book
You're never home but that's okay
It's so much easier that way
'Cause I can't tell it to your face
In real time anyway
America I was blind but now I see
America right there in front of me
And it makes no sense to me
Unless I see it on TV
So just launch that satellite
And get it right
America I was blind but now I see
America right there in front of me
And it makes no sense to me
Unless I see it on TV
So just launch that satellite
And get it right
Sometimes the answer just comes

And if you fall along the way, and people start to stare
I'll grab my mask, put on my cape, and soon I will be
there
For you... hey, I'm so sorry again today
And hey, for you, I'll be sorry tomorrow, too