Truth

And I believe it was truth
From Robert Moran's The Manson Family Opera:
The truth has not been in your courtroom, never has been in your courtroom. All you have is confusion in your courtroom. Why do I have to stand and take the blame for your sins again? I've spent my life in jail, paying for you, so that you could ride your bicycle, have your birthday parties, have what you call a life. You know, I never had a life. I don't even know what life is, you know: I go to the desert, I'm not even allowed to live in your desert. I'm no good for anything except to be used, as your scapegoat.
I'm used. Every day of my life, I've been used. When I haven't been used, and I have been on the - on the street, I've been chased, robbed, harassed, pushed, kicked, my ribs have been broken. You know, the same man that gives you a traffic ticket is the same guy that knocks my brains out. He figures just because he's the man (those scum!) ...???... nobody's gonna say anything. My daddy's not a congressman, a doctor, or a lawyer.
???... under the door ...???... sneaking ...???... sneaking everywhere. Everything is sneaky up around Sneakyville. ???... has to be sneaky, and it's even a shame to sneak ???, to make the ??? such an evil ??? nasty thing. You gotta sneak to get to the truth; the truth is condemned ...???... The truth has been in your reservation, building your railroads, emptying your garbage. The truth is in your ???, and your jails, and the young lads starting your courts or your congress where the old sit judgement on the young. ???... don't know about the young ...???... future of old George on the ??? and ??? eat your father ...???...
Look at the madness that goes on. You can't prove anything that happened yesterday. Now is the only thing that's real. You can try to prove that Columbus sailed on that ocean, but it's not the same ocean: it's a different ocean. It's a different world. Every day, every reality is a new reality. Every new reality is a - is a new horizon, a brand-new experience oblivion.
???... a friend of mine. He ??? and he's afraid of what he might have to do in order to save his reality, as I saved mine. You can't prove anything: there's nothing to prove. Every man judges himself. He knows what he is. You know what he was. I know what I am. We all know who we are. Nobody can stand in judgement ??? like you're standing in judgement. ???... human body ...???... but it doesn't amount to anything.
What they're doing is, they're only persecuting ??? themselves. They're persecuting what they can't stand to look at in themselves: the truth! They can't stand to look at the truth in themselves so they persecute themselves. They're persecuting themselves every time they go on the freeway. They hate themselves. Look at the signs. Stop, go, turn here, turn there, you can't do this, you can't do that, you can't, you can't, you can't, this is illegal, that's illegal, everything's illegal.
The police used to watch over the people; now they're watching the people. The president doesn't represent the people; he could be on the roadside picking up his children but he isn't. He's in the White House sending them off to war. And you're saying I have to pay for this again, and again and again: I've gotta pay for your sins. How many times have I gotta pay for your sins? I'm getting tired. I'm getting tired.

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