Well it's a different man in your face
And so out of place
That you can see anything there that you wish

Kiss my bliss
It's like I'm a welcoming freakshow doormat
Held in awe while growing fat in the head

This is where we all should see red
A big fat wet slab of red


And I see that it makes me anti everything
And I see that it makes me want to shed my skin, shed my skin


Revelation leading to my psychosis and inspiration
Digest another hallucination, psychosis by recreation
Happy till the next deterioration, psychosis


For you it's a different notion of music and motion
A dance of lights, a prosaic ocean

A delicate, nearly transparent creation of somebody's soul on the screen
Has caught you in between
Of somebody's life on the stage and somebody's life on the frontpage

And this is where we all should see red
A big fat laughing mouth of red


And I see that it makes me anti everything
And I see that it makes me want to shed my skin, shed my skin


I think I'm gonna start my own religion
Seems to be the recipe for a new sensation
Think it's gonna make a trendy revolution

Quite the contribution to the unnatural selection