How do we know? Why, she says so, over and over again, on her new song, “Judasâ€! And that’s just the beginning of the long, intense WTF experience that is listening to this thing. On hand here: “Bad Romanceâ€â€“style “rah rahs,†only they’re “Judaaas Judah-ahs“; a massively fuzzy bass line that’s big enough, but not quite frantic enough, to be considered dupstep; a sweet, instantly agreeable hook that reiterates the song’s basic thesis; a truly awesome spoken-word part that includes the phrase “in the most biblical sense, I am beyond repentance†and then some garbled bits about “prostitutes†and “hookers†and “wenches†and the like; all manners of “whoaa-oh-ohsâ€; and a synth breakdown that would warm the hearts of any Tri-Lamb. The point of the fable is simple: “Jesus is my virtue,†Gaga explains, but “Judas is the demon I cling to.†And, reading between the lines, we understand that to mean: Judas is more fun to party with. (Paul Westerberg might agree: According to the Replacements’ “Can’t Hardly Wait,†Jesus “never buys any smokes.â€) Anyway: If we were zooted out of our minds at five in the morning on a dance floor in the sketchy part of Berlin right now, this would almost definitely be the greatest song we’d ever heard.