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