Passing Strange

#In a deep, dark corner of West Berlin town #

# Mayday, Mayday, there's a riot going down #

# In a deep, dark corner of West Berlin town #

# Mayday, Mayday, there's a riot going down #

# In a deep, dark corner of West Berlin town #

# Mayday, Mayday, there's a riot going down #

# In a deep, dark corner of West Berlin town #

- Narrative is a capitalist plot.

- Meet Hugo, bitter music critic and part-time bartender.

He poured a mean Molotov cocktail.

- Pop music is the religion of the opiated!

Und zat means you, fascist piggies!

Make movies, not love!

And here's Sudabey,

postmodern pornographer and social critic.

I greet you.

Whoa, Jesus!

- My porno films feature fully clothed men

making business deals.

Yeah, that sounds hot.

- # Molotov cocktails are turning up the heat #

# And the overturned cars are burning in the street #

# And the people keep on screaming #

# And the billy clubs are swinging #

# And the people keep on screaming #

# And the billy clubs are swinging #

# Molotov cocktails are turning up the heat #

# And the overturned cars are burning in the street #

# And the people keep on screaming #

# And the billy clubs are swinging #

# And the people keep on screaming #

# And the billy clubs are swinging #

# What the fuck is going on?. #

# What the fuck is going wrong?. #

# Can I get a straight answer?. #

# Uh, uh! #

# Motherfucker! #

# What the fuck is going on?. #

# What the fuck is going wrong?. #

# Can I get a straight answer?. #

- # Check the chorus of this song #

# Mayday, Mayday, there's a riot going down #

# Mayday, Mayday, there's a riot going down #

# Mayday, Mayday, there's a riot going down #

# Mayday, Mayday, there's a riot going down #

And then she came to the rescue...

# #

# Miss Desi, that is #

# Desi, Desi, that is #

# She was a left-wing love machine #

# Can you dig it?. #

# She was uptight, out-of-sight #

# Workers of the world unite #

- # Workers of the world unite #

# Whoo-whee! #

# All night #

# Until you get it #

- Have a discussion with ze hand!

A woman can speak for herself.

Yeah, that's right.

Ich bin Desi.

Welcome to our riot.

- And when Desi started talkin', everybody got quiet.

- # I am the founder of Nowhaus #

# The home where life becomes art #

# It's a halfway house, I guess you could say #

# For those who have to live life more than halfway #

# I don't write or paint or sculpt, you see #

# My masterpiece is this family #

# I've built this radical sanctuary #

# Where only love is revolutionary #

- Hey, what do you say after this riot

we grab ourselves a little drink?.

Hey, man!

# Nowhaus was not looking for your real #

- # Nowhaus was not looking for the real #

- # Nowhaus built the real with their ideals #

- # Nowhaus built the real with their ideals #

- # Nowhaus was not looking for your real #

- # Nowhaus was not looking for the real #

- # Nowhaus built the real with their ideals #

- # Nowhaus built the real with their ideals #

# And then the sirens sang a hymn to him #

# To frame this episode #

# They sang, "Are you ready?. " #

Yeah! #

- # "Are you ready?. " # - # Yeah! #

# Are you ready to explode?. #

# #

# And then the billy clubs stopped swinging #

# And the police held their breath #

- # What's inside is just a lie #

- # Molotov cocktails cops could handle #

# But performance art scared them to death #

- # What's inside is just a lie #

- # And then the front line of the uprising #

# Became a gilded stage #

- # What's inside is just a lie #

# There's only surface #

- # Welcome to Mr. Venus' riot cabaret #

# #

- # What's inside is just a lie #

# What's inside is just a lie #

# What's inside is just a lie #

# What's inside is just a lie #

# ldeas are dependable #

# There's a new one every week #

# Emotions are expendable #

# Because they aren't unique #

# ldeas are dependable #

# There's a new one every week #

# Emotions are expendable #

# Because they aren't unique #

Culture is cosmetic.

Culture is cosmetic.

Culture is cosmetic.

Culture is cosmetic.

# What's inside is just a lie #

# What's inside is just a lie #

# What's inside is just a lie #

# What's inside is just a lie #

thud!

- Now, say your songs sounded like this...

# Don't try to hide #

# The truth is inside #

And then you heard this...

- # What's inside is just a lie! #

- It would have to make some kind of impression on you,

now, wouldn't it?.

Or in other words,

# His song was ugly, cold, and cracked #

# But Venus had something our hero lacked #

# Courage to bleed #

# Venus gave him speed #

Okay, I know this is gonna sound a little bit crazy,

but according to the Nowhaus manifesto, and I quote,

"What's inside of each and every one of us here in this room,

"what we mistakenly call our thoughts,

"our feelings, and our dreams,

"have actually been put there by a system.

Therefore"...

- # What's inside is just a lie #

- # Our minds have been invaded, conquered, and occupied #

# Hence... #

- # What's inside is just a lie #

# And like a catchy refrain #

# That gets trapped in your head #

- # What's inside is just a lie #

# Like a catchy refrain #

# That gets trapped in your head #

# What's inside is just a lie #

- # Somebody else's desires get lodged in your brain #

- # What's inside is just a lie #

- # And so the only way to become your true self... #

# I'm starting to feel real #

- # You've got to create your own self #

# I'm starting to feel real #

- # You turn your life into a work of art #

# You turn your life into a work of art #

- # That stands in opposition to capitalist society #

# I'm starting to feel real #

# So the real that I've been searching for #

# Is in the beauty of these burning streets #

# It's the song I couldn't write yesterday #

- # What's inside is just a lie! #

- # Till Mayday gave me the courage to bleed #

# Only love is real, yeah #

- # I'll write a song called Revolution #

# What's inside #

- # 'Cause Mayday gave me the courage to bleed #

# Only love is real, yeah #

- # And now I'm ready # - # Yeah! #

- # And now I'm ready # - # Yeah! #

- # And now I'm ready... # - # Yeah! #

# To explode! #

- # And now I'm ready # - # Yeah! #

- # And now I'm ready # - # Yeah! #

- # And now I'm ready... # - # Yeah! #

# To explode! #

- # And now I'm ready # - # Yeah! #

- # And now I'm ready # - # Yeah! #

- # And now I'm ready # - # Yeah! #

# To explode! #

# #

# #

- Then they all walked back to Nowhaus,

where the two sat down to tea.

Did I mention Desi and Hugo just broke up recently?.

Well, anyway,

Iife was revolutionary, and love was almost free.

And the riot, comrade, was you and...

That riot was me.

This is where me and the real shall meet,

not in some stupid little song

but in the middle of the

# Burning street where she lives #

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