Psychic TV - Neurology lyrics

CHARLES MANSON (left speaker): Why do I have to stand and take the blame for your sins again? I spent my life in jail Paying for you So that you could ride your bicycles Have your birthday parties Have what you call a life You know, I never had a life! I don't even know what life is, you know? I go to the desert - I'm not even allowed to live in your desert! I'm no good for anything except to be used As your scapegoat I've been used - every day of my life, I've been used And I have been used, and I have been on the... On the street I've been chased, robbed, hara**ed, pushed, kicked My ribs have been broken, you know The same man that gives you a traffic ticket Is the same guy that knocks my brains out They are sneakin' in the county jail Lookin' under the door You see the Man there Lookin' like little children out of town Sneakin' -- sneakin' all around the courthouse Sneakin' in and out of their little Bentleys Sneakin' everywhere Everything is sneaky up around Sneakyville Everything I have to do is... is To get to the truth has to be sneaky It seems a shame to sneak to get to the truth To make the truth such an evil, dirty ol' nasty thing You gotta sneak to get to the truth The truth is condemned, the truth is in the gas chambers The truth is in the ghettos, in the jails, when you've gone below Look at the madness that goes on, you can't prove anything That happened yesterday Now is the only thing that's real You can't prove anything! There's nothing to prove! Every man judges himself He knows what he is You know what you are as I know what I am We all know what we are Nobody can stand in judgement They can play like they're standing in judgement They can play like they're standing in judgement Then take you off and control the ma**es With your human body And they can lock you up in penitentiary Engage us and put you on crosses if they didn't [?] That doesn't amount to anything What they're doing is They're only persecuting a reflection of themselves They're persecuting what they can't stand to look at in themselves The truth They hate themselves! Look at the signs Stop - go - turn here - turn there You can't do this, you can't do that You can't, you can't, you can't This is illegal, that's illegal, everything's... illegal The police used to watch over the people Now they're watching the people THE REV. JIM JONES (right speaker): It's only right to ask someone to be like I am! I want you to be like I am, I want you to worship me! I want you to be like I am! I want you to become what I am! I want you to enjoy the fearlessness that I have! The courage that I have! The compa**ion that I have! The love that I have! The all-encompa**ing mercy that I am! I want you to be what I am and something greater! I want you to give you more than I have! I want you to be greater than I am! And if you don't want to go this route Then go to Hell where you want to, but don't bother me! ...healin' of the mind Heal my toe, honey Heal my back, heal my bottom But don't you heal my mind Cause my mind is too sick! Christianity was never based on the idea of an unknown God I'm gonna cause you to know that you are what Jesus was! Jesus said that every human being was a god! It is written that you're gods! I'm a god and you're a god And I'm a god And I'm gonna stay a god until you recognize that you're a god And when you recognize you're a god I shuffle back into principle And will not appear as a personality! But until I see all of you knowing who you are I'm going to be very much what I am - God, Almighty God! Just remember Nothin' worse than putting somebody in the corner When they've tried over and over and over to do righteousness And no one receive it You get 'em in a corner - they're extremely dangerous Extremely dangerous, aren't they? And I think you can sense the hands of these people That we are not a violent people But we are extremely dangerous Just remember, you don't have anything on me That I care about Cause everything that you have on me I've lived all-- I'm right on the [?] Now you get worried about yourself I don't mind losing my life - what about you? I don't mind losing my reputation - what about you? I don't mind I don't mind being tortured - what about you? I'm just no longer afraid and I've lost interest in this old world Of capitalist sin Racism, I've lost interest in it So if somebody wants to make me stay in it By compromising with filthy-minded people That cannot even have respect For somebody that would die for even his enemies And they want to cause anarchy in our midst I would just as soon bring it all to a... gallant A glorious screaming end Just bring it to a screeching stop in one glorious moment of triumph So you think about it