Deeper Into the Mud lyrics

Deeper into the mud... led by the angel. John Doe is looking around
Delighted and -
Frankly begins to go insane. The computerbrain can't find such a
"feeling" in it's data
Banks and becomes alarmed...

Machine:
Outside the breathing space
Like a bunch of metal pushed into my veins

John Doe:
Hasta la vista, oh la-la negras putas, muchos cojones!
It's so beautiful here...

Machine:
Vegetation, out of my files
Weird like death, like rusty metal

The Angel:
How do you feel? Laa-la-laa... you're out of line!

Machine:
Death! Death!
(Hey!) Now it's a crime to walk down here
This is not our property, somebody's charging us