Arriving at L. Ron Hoover's modernistic office cathedral ware-house
condominium complex, Joe is greeted by a pre-recorded message and
a dramatically illuminated image on a wall-sized TV screen...
L. RON HOOVER:
Welcome to the First Church of Appliantology!
The WHITE ZONE is for loading and unloading only!
Don't you be
Tarot-fied
It's just a token of my extreme
Don't you be
Tarot-fied
It's just a token of my extreme
Don't you never try to look behind my eyes
You don t wanna know what they have seen
Don't you never try to look behind my eyes
You don't wanna know what they have seen
JOE: (thinking to himself)
Some people think
That if they go too far
They'll never get hack
To where the rest of them are
I might be crazy
But there's one thing I know
You might be surprised
At what you find when ya go!
And thus, having rationalized his expedition to L. Ron's modernistic office
cathedral warehouse condominium complex, JOE seeks The Answer to
his problem...
JOE:
Oh oh oh
Mystical Advisor
What is my problem, tell me
Can you see?
L. RON HOOVER:
Well, you have nothing to fear, my son!
You are a Latent Appliance Fetishist, It appears to me!
JOE:
That all seems very, very strange
I never craved a toaster
Or a color T. V.
L. RON HOOVER:
A Latent Appliance Fetishist
Is a person who refuses to admit to his or herself
That sexual gratification can only be achieved
Through the use of MACHINES... Get the picture?
JOE:
Are you telling me
I should come out of the close
