The Motel (Amsterdam, Paradiso, 10 June, 1997)
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We're living in a safety zone
Don't be holding back from me
We're living from hour to hour down here
And we'll take it when we can
It's a kind of living that recognizes
The death of the borderless man
Where nothing is vanity, nothing's too slow
It's not beyond its motion
There is no hell
There is no shame
There is no hell like an old hell
There is no hell
And life's a voice
Life's a voice
Explosions fall upon deaf ears
While we're swimming in a sea of shells
Living in the shadow of vanity
A complex fashion for a simple man
And there is no hell
And there is no shame
And there is no hell like an old hell
There is no hell
And silence flies on its brief flight
A razor-sharp crapshoot affair
And we light up our lives
And there's nothing more than me exploding you
Me exploding you
Like everybody does
Me exploding you
And you're no one to you
Make the final
Me exploding
Me exploding you