The mask of humanity fall from capital. It has to take it off to kill everyone -- everything you love; all the hope and tenderness in the world. It has to take it off, just for one second. To do the deed.
I can't believe I met you. I can't believe the happiness I feel with you. You have a vast, vast soul and I will always, always, always come back to it. Kisses, kisses, kisses.
YOU: Are *you* part of the homo-sexual underground?
KIM: You didn't stop at all, did you? You're just obsessing about *other people's* sexuality now.
YOU: Yeah, but...
KIM: ...But am I? I'll spare you another *20 hour mind-project* -- yes, I am.
I can't believe I met you. I can't believe the happiness I feel with you. You have a vast, vast soul and I will always, always, always come back to it. Kisses, kisses, kisses.
You keep saying things like *down with the bourgeoisie*, *eat the rich*, *sodomize the land-owners*, *impale all people who have more than 25 reál in their pocket*, *literally murder all human beings regardless of their political beliefs*.
And then you see it. As it strangles and beats your friends to death... the sweetest most courageous people in the world. You see the fear and power in its eyes. Then you *know*. That the bourgeois are not human.
YOU: Are *you* part of the homo-sexual underground?
KIM: You didn't stop at all, did you? You're just obsessing about *other people's* sexuality now.
YOU: Yeah, but...
KIM: ...But am I? I'll spare you another *20 hour mind-project* -- yes, I am.
I can't believe I met you. I can't believe the happiness I feel with you. You have a vast, vast soul and I will always, always, always come back to it. Kisses, kisses, kisses.
And then you see it. As it strangles and beats your friends to death... the sweetest most courageous people in the world. You see the fear and power in its eyes. Then you *know*. That the bourgeois are not human.
You keep saying things like *down with the bourgeoisie*, *eat the rich*, *sodomize the land-owners*, *impale all people who have more than 25 reál in their pocket*, *literally murder all human beings regardless of their political beliefs*.
You keep saying things like *down with the bourgeoisie*, *eat the rich*, *sodomize the land-owners*, *impale all people who have more than 25 reál in their pocket*, *literally murder all human beings regardless of their political beliefs*.
You keep saying things like *down with the bourgeoisie*, *eat the rich*, *sodomize the land-owners*, *impale all people who have more than 25 reál in their pocket*, *literally murder all human beings regardless of their political beliefs*.
I can't believe I met you. I can't believe the happiness I feel with you. You have a vast, vast soul and I will always, always, always come back to it. Kisses, kisses, kisses.
YOU: Looks like drinking hasn't turned out too well for me.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY: MAYBE YOU HAVEN'T TURNED OUT WELL FOR YOUR DRINKING?! Have you thought about that?!
You keep saying things like *down with the bourgeoisie*, *eat the rich*, *sodomize the land-owners*, *impale all people who have more than 25 reál in their pocket*, *literally murder all human beings regardless of their political beliefs*.
You keep saying things like *down with the bourgeoisie*, *eat the rich*, *sodomize the land-owners*, *impale all people who have more than 25 reál in their pocket*, *literally murder all human beings regardless of their political beliefs*.
You keep saying things like *down with the bourgeoisie*, *eat the rich*, *sodomize the land-owners*, *impale all people who have more than 25 reál in their pocket*, *literally murder all human beings regardless of their political beliefs*.
YOU: Are *you* part of the homo-sexual underground?
KIM: You didn't stop at all, did you? You're just obsessing about *other people's* sexuality now.
YOU: Yeah, but...
KIM: ...But am I? I'll spare you another *20 hour mind-project* -- yes, I am.
People imagine picking up and finding *something better* is an easy solution. But how is that supposed to work, when all your time and energy goes to staying alive? You have almost nothing to set aside to actually fight your way out.
YOU: Are *you* part of the homo-sexual underground?
KIM: You didn't stop at all, did you? You're just obsessing about *other people's* sexuality now.
YOU: Yeah, but...
KIM: ...But am I? I'll spare you another *20 hour mind-project* -- yes, I am.
And then you see it. As it strangles and beats your friends to death... the sweetest most courageous people in the world. You see the fear and power in its eyes. Then you *know*. That the bourgeois are not human.
YOU: If communism keeps failing every time we try it...
STEBAN: (he waits patiently for you to finish)
YOU: ...And the rest of the world keep killing us for our beliefs...
STEBAN: Yes?
VOLITION: Say it.
YOU: ...What's the point?
STEBAN: (he considers your words for a minute)
And then you see it. As it strangles and beats your friends to death... the sweetest most courageous people in the world. You see the fear and power in its eyes. Then you *know*. That the bourgeois are not human.
ENCYCLOPEDIA: Your mangled brain would like you to know there is a boxer called Contact Mike.
YOU: Yeah? Any news on my wife's name? How about my mother?
ENCYCLOPEDIA: Nope.
And then you see it. As it strangles and beats your friends to death... the sweetest most courageous people in the world. You see the fear and power in its eyes. Then you *know*. That the bourgeois are not human.