Acid Ranch - The Theory of Broken Circles lyrics

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 "k** 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 sh**tin' 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 d** 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