Now when Jesus spoke to the Apostles   The uneasy crowd was quiet yet loud   And in the mood for betrayals   Most wore basic black   And even the unholy could smell a rat   Would sooner throw parties than stones   Would soon break virgins than bones      The theory of broken circles   AKU      "Spy!" shouted the crew   It was the 7th version   Of "what new perversion have we here?"   Sodom took a drag   "We're all in the same boat   And don't touch that goat..."   The chorus of "Kill the Captain"   Part of a mutant mutiny   And gommorah watches films in the locker room   Full speed ahead!   I need to see Hollywood through a Spanish coin      The theory of broken circles   (And I'm not shittin' you)   The theory of broken circles   I hitched a ride down to Dallas   I saw the Beatles at the Palace   And i did not hear the gun shot   When they dragged me from the warehouse   They said "You're on your own boy, you're on drugs boy"   I said "Not me, I'm new life! I'm new life!"   Where were you back in 1963?   Don't tell me lies about beatnik prodigy   I want salvation   I want interrogation   No constellation to the alien nation      Now when time elapsed   And the curfew was enforced   They took away all transportation   So we murdered the guards   Stole the horses from the yards   And went to the permanent vacation      If you're into rock n' roll   Then you've got to sell your soul   To the theory of broken circles