The Residents Ship of Fools

Hatred has purity, hatred has size,
Hatred has purpose and hatred has eyes,
Hatred has honor and hatred here lies,
Hatred has hunger and it never dies!
Pain and pleasure are the twins
That slightly out of focus spins
Around us till we finally realize
That everything that gives us pleasure
Also gives us pain to measure it by,
And in order to survive.
Hatred has energy, hatred is near,
Hatred has carnage and hatred is clear,
Hatred is frustrating love for fear
Hatred is human and hatred is here!
All our lives we love illusion,
Neatly caught between confusion
And the need to know we are alive.