Suite-Pee (Live at Irving Plaza, NYC, NY - January 1999)

We are all in a world of political substitution

C'mon!

I had an out of body experience
The other day, her name was Jesus
And for her everyone cried
Everyone cried, everyone cried

Try her philosophy, try her philosophy
Try her philosophy, try
You die for her philosophy, die for her philosophy
Die her philosophy, die

Crossed and terrored ravages of architecture
Led me thy blades
We're crossed and terrored, ravages of architecture
Hoist around the spade

Try her philosophy, try her philosophy
Try her philosophy, try
You die for her philosophy, die for her philosophy
Die her philosophy, die

Dance, motherfucker

Die
Die
Die
Why?

Lie naked on the floor and let the messiah go through our souls
Lie naked on the floor and let the messiah go all through our souls
Die (like a mother fucker)
Die (like a mother fucker)
Die (like a mother fucker)
Why? (Like a mother fucker)
I want to fuck my way to the garden
'Cause everyone needs a motherfucker!

The following of a Christ
The following of a Christ
The following of a Christ
The following of a Christ
The falling of Christ
The falling of Christ
The falling of Christ
The falling of Christ

And we don't give a fuck!