I was hell-bent on destroying my powers of concentration. While you were living like a saint. And all the time the very one you trusted was washing off. somebody else's paint. Now you've got yourself a brand new occupation. Every fleeting thought is a pearl. And beautiful people stampede to the doorway. of the funniest fucker in the world. They're here to help you. Satisfy your desire. There's a bright future for all you professional liars. CHORUS. Now you know how to be dumb. Are you ready to take your place in the modern museum of mistakes?. Don't you know how to be dumb?. Like a building thrown up overnight in one of those reverse earthquakes. They emptied out all the asylums they emptied out all the gaols. The "New Bruise" was the name of a dance craze. By "Jesus Cross and the Cruel Nails". Followed up by "Torturing Little Beaver". With their contraption of barbed wire. Between the fear and the fever lies all the rejection they require. They'll be howling by midnight they'll be drooling by dawn. Skulls shrunk down to the size of their brains. Heads shaven and shorn. CHORUS. Trapped in the House of the Perpetual Sucker. Where bitterness always ends so pitifully. You always had to dress up your envy in some half-remembered. philosophy. Now you're masquerading as pale powdered genius. Whose ever bad intention has been purged. You could've walked out any time you wanted but face it you. didn't have the courage. I guess that makes you a full time hypocrite or some kind of. twisted dilettante. Funny though people don't usually get so ugly 'til they think. they know what they want. Scratch your own head stupid. Count up to three. Roll over on your back. Repeat after me. Don't you know how to be dumb?. Are you ready to take your place in the modern museum of mistakes?. Don't you know how to be dumb?. Like a building thrown up overnight in one of those reverse earthquakes.