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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:06 pm | |
| "Only Rain"
Hey scientist please save us from our rainy days Because your counterpart in the magic art is manufacturing judgment day There's a fell wind blowing out of the east Bringing famine drought and plague Well now at least that's what they say
Rain fell like judgment Across my windowpane Said it fell like judgment But it was only rain
Well I know what's wrong and I know what's right And I know that evil exists sure as day turns into night When a man gets down on his knees to pray you know he'll find what he is able But chances are he'll find it either way
Rain fell like judgment Across my windowpane Said it fell like judgment But it was only rain
It fell like judgment Across my windowpane Said it fell like judgment But it was only rain
Oh Lord have mercy on a humble man Lost in the wilderness without a guiding hand
Rain fell like judgment Across my windowpane Said it fell like judgment But it was only rain
It fell like judgment Across my windowpane Said it fell like judgment But it was only rain |
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:06 pm | |
| "The Day That The Earth Stalled"
Do you remember when we were young, adventure had no end? Those were the days my friend But I'm not talking about that at all Do you remember when you marred my future with a sickly parasitic pall? That was the day that the earth stalled That was the day the earth stalled That was the day the earth stalled
Friction, bonds, and gravity, all harmonic motion ceased Life itself could not maintain from that singularity Try to withstand a magnetic storm with no one to keep you warm Waiting for the rest to fall, since the day that the earth stalled
That was the day the earth stalled Since the day that the earth stalled On that day that the earth stalled That was the day the earth stalled On that day that the earth stalled
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:06 pm | |
| "Someone To Believe"
Dark, frozen, hibernation held at bay As your mind, left behind, lost another day But finally there's someone to believe
Anti-social boredom is all the rage but the time comes when you gotta turn the page And then finally there's someone to believe And now you walk with confidence and ease And there's no call to sell your soul or confess or drop down to your knees
Who, what, or where made you change your mind? Doesn't matter anymore 'cuz you've seen a sign And now finally there's someone to believe
Searching for the answer's a lonely quest but the act is liable to bring out your best And then finally there's someone to believe And now you have a purpose to proceed And you find out the baggage that you discarded, you didn't even need
No one can deny a return to form irrespective of the morass, shame, and scorn But then finally there's someone to believe Ready to emerge and direct your fate as the self-determination radiates because finally there's someone to believe And now you walk with confidence and ease And it feels like the spring equinox after a long winter's sleep
Finally, there's someone to believe
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:07 pm | |
| "Meeting Of The Minds"
In 325, the Council devised a set of sacred testaments, transparent and wise The truth is only ever relied on that which we agree and abide At the meeting of the minds Reading of the times Open the blinds To our complicated lives We all need some kind of creed to lead us to light
In old Tennessee, the last century All scopes were fixed on legal tricks and whether or not we should teach kids natural philosophy, despite uncomfortable verity
At the meeting of the minds Reading of the times Open the blinds To our complicated lives We all need some kind of creed to lead us to light.
There's a beacon that shines in the night, a dark pitch though it may be And the halcyon fields of opportunity turn out to be consensual and arbitrary
Today on my ride I witnessed a guy complaining about how a so-and-so had lied No longer will the market decide what the government should provide
At the meeting of the minds Reading of the times Open the blinds To our complicated lives We all need some kind of creed to lead us to light |
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:07 pm | |
| "Wrong Way Kids"
Stop them from shimmering away On blank sidewalk glittering asphalt somewhere summer days The wrong way kids were something more than friends Navigating a sprawl without end
Did you ever want to take bad advice Did you ever want to go and take it twice Do you remember when the world began to put up its thorny fence Right, you are my friend So what's wrong with them There go the wrong way kids
Singing whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh Singing whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh And they call them the wrong way kids
The kids today are gone away petitioning the dust With noone to look up to because they're looking up to us Just misfit melancholy dregs gone lost in the mall Wanderers to nowhere at all
Did you ever want to take bad advice Did you ever want to go and take it twice Do you remember when the world began to put up its thorny fence Right, you are my friend So what's wrong with them There go the wrong way kids
Singing whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh Singing whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh And they call them the wrong way kids
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:07 pm | |
| "Pride And The Pallor"
Papa had a wife and kids he kept them on a leash and he bid them all to do his every deed When he was a kid he was treated just the same so he hid his feelings from his family Lost as an island out at sea, resistant to the gentle waves of empathy
Papa and his family always on parade Tearing through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade But time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell
What they created was a family story no one will tell It's a photo album too terrible But the pride and the pallor continue to swell as the matron silently prays
Junior resented the tradition they upheld and it ate him up inside most every day Silence was golden and they kept him to his word So bewildered when he finally ran away Oh, obligations never cease Oblivious of the ways to give his soul some peace
Yeah, papa and his family always on parade Passing through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade But time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell
What they created was a family story no one will tell It's a photo album too terrible But the pride and the pallor continue to swell as the matron silently prays
"Get me out of here, someone's got to save the day." The children are reminded to do it for the daddy's sake And happiness is ever so far, far away.
Yeah, lost as an island out at sea, resistant to the gentle waves of empathy Papa and his family always on parade Tearing through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade It's just a sick calamity that fatherhood made, but time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell
What they created was a family story no one will tell It's a photo album too terrible But the pride and the pallor continue to swell as the matron silently prays |
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:07 pm | |
| "Ad Hominem"
See all people in Afghanistan praying to the gods and living in the sand Somebody's gonna have to set them free, nobody hears the call or command But it's a long way to Harlem, and a long stretch to the king of Siam And if you don't have a penny, why should I give a damn?
Ad Hominem. You think you're better than I am? Ad Hominem. You think you're better than I am
See all the suckers in the handout line living on scraps and they don't have a dime Waiting for endless charity devoid of any sense of posterity Well there's no Great Depression and there's no Great Society And only few go to heaven, all the rest are damned and free
Ad Hominem. You think you're better than I am? Ad Hominem. You think you're better than I am
I'm just a soft-cover version of a much harder tale A walking resemblance of ruts in the trail Is it possible to divide your ideas and beliefs Ideas and beliefs Ideas and beliefs from the people that you don't like?
Ad Hominem. You think you're better than I am? Ad Hominem. You think you're better than I am
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:07 pm | |
| "Turn Your Back On Me"
I've been searching for so long Now the search party is gone Won't somebody tell me what the hell went wrong We started out so strong
I never wanted to hurt you I didn't plan to desert you I couldn't possibly express how much I care So turn your back on me
Come on turn your back on me To survive turn your back on me We're the same as far as I can see So come on turn your back on me
If I could I would stand outside myself And pretend that I was looking back at somebody else If I could do it again would I merely defend it all to the end? Or do the ends justify themselves?
I never wanted to hurt you I didn't plan to desert you I couldn't possibly express how much I care So turn your back on me
Come on turn your back on me To survive turn your back on me We're the same as far as I can see So come on turn your back on me |
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:08 pm | |
| "Cyanide"
Well let me bend your ear Because I'm never really there When shadows turns to light And hope into despair
There was an only one But the broody skies above Brought down a shameful stain And not a single drop of cleaning rain
Let me say (Oh oh) well there's no place left to hide (Oh oh) from the loneliness inside The road to you is paved right through with bloody good intentions And missin' you is like kissin' Cyanide
Well in this world of things One of them is lost I've been it in my dreams But not without a cost
Down a lonely street It was our destiny to meet Nobody asked you twice We found purchase then with no requite (nothing nice)
(Oh oh) well there's no place left to hide (Oh oh) from the loneliness inside The road to you is paved right through with bloody good intentions And missin' you is like kissin' Cyanide
Would you believe in something good that's so wrong And have you worshiped our invention I've paid my debt in coin and sweat with trifling hesitation Because the road to you is paved with good intentions
(Oh oh) well there's no place left to hide (Oh oh) from the loneliness inside The road to you is paved right through with bloody good intentions And missin' you is like kissin' Cyanide Cyanide Cyanide Cyanide Cyanide Cyanide Cyanide Cyanide
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:08 pm | |
| "Avalon"
As the sun comes creeping up the mountain and the wind blows over from the sea Hey, we're brought into this land like tiny particles of sand, unsure of who we're smarter than, or what we're meant to be Oh the grains sift coarsely through the hour glass and collect like their victims in the bowl The ungodly force of change erodes all sense of earthly gains While tending to the mundane will terrorize your soul And it's no! It's no use thinking that you're wrong The past is old and gone It's best to move along and find your Avalon
Well, I wish that I could tell you it was easy, just take the paved road right to paradise But the truth is my friend, the pain and suffering never ends Make amends with medicine, amnesia, and lies The grains sift coarsely through the hour glass and they pound like boulders on the brain All those things you did for fun, never hurting anyone, careless shadows in the sun, just empty and lame And it's no... it's no use thinking that you're wrong The past is old and gone It's best to move along and find your Avalon
It's no use thinking that you're wrong The past is dead and gone It's best to move along and find your Avalon
So now the day races from the twilight How the fields are enveloped by the shade And the story that you'll tell, inventory of your well, crack the shell and find the mortar silted and decayed And it's no! It's no use thinking that you're wrong The past is dead and gone It's best to move along and find your Avalon It's best to hurry on and find your Avalon
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:08 pm | |
| "Where The Fun Is"
Smacked back tarmac stars are scars of fame In the place where no one knows me by my name
Where tar pit drips its drilled out vein And fashion trips on tangled skein If you need to slake that aching in your brain
This is where the fun is This is where the fun is
In the shadow of the valley Where the nights are warm We will fear no evil When we get things done
Tap in - into the vain We'll road trip and raise Cain Down on the nickel With a flame in the rain
This is where the fun is This is where the fun is This is where the fun is This is where the fun is
So jump in - into the frame We're laughin' to hide the pain It's not a riddle we're all a little, a little amazed
This is where the fun is This is where the fun is This is where the fun is This is where the fun is This is where the fun is This is where the fun is This is where the fun is This is where the fun is
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Posts: 95448 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: Home... but home is nowhere
 | Subject: Re: Bad Religion Sun Apr 10, 2011 1:08 pm | |
| "I Won't Say Anything"
He looked just like a zookeeper in a human zoo So I said hey man how the hell did they get to you Don't you know us animals need something to Then I flew That's when he said
Hey, I can't deny it, but I won't say anything Hey, I can't deny it, but I won't say anything Hey, I can't deny it, but I won't say anything Unless you ask it right
So I took my mean machine to the sacramental post Some kid had spilled his wine on the holiest host And I said ain't it funny that machines need a ghost He made a toast
Hey, I can't deny it, but I won't say anything Hey, I can't deny it, but I won't say anything Hey, I can't deny it, but I won't say anything Unless you ask it right
Riding to the cemetery in a righteous limousine I plied the grim proprietor with milk and tangerines And I said so you're short but are you brutish and mean Then he screamed That's when he said
Hey, I can't deny it, but I won't say anything Hey, I can't deny it, but I won't say anything Hey, I can't deny it, but I won't say anything Unless you ask it right
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