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Bad Religion
B-Side Limited Edition CD
Catch a shooting star and put it in your pocket
And your pants will start on fire
One bird in the hand, or two birds in the bush
Neither do you any good, when you're stuck in the quagmire
Show everyone you're not sure that they're telling the truth
Then you can be known as the universal cynic too
Benefit your fellow man with good deeds for the day
And you'll serve your life away
Pennies saved today are pennies still tomorrow
Strewn upon the desk, piled up in the paper weight
Show everyone you're not sure that they're telling the truth
Then you can be known as the universal cynic too
Wipe your opaque eyes and restore your crystal vision
Turn another cheek and exalt in your decision
A bit of exercise for the universal cynic in you
Early to bed and early to rise
Precludes you from seeing the most brilliant starry nights
Sticks and stones can break bones, words can't really hurt
Unless you carry guns, and are hungry for a fight
Challenging the standards, or questioning the established rules
Trying to understand how they can benefit you
Showing everyone you're not sure that they're telling the truth
Just a bit of exercise for the universal cynic in you
The universal cynic is you
You will all say that I am surely crazy
Only an unrepentant pessimist whose thoughts should be detained
But facts are sterile, not vulgar nor sublime
And they're not religion, they're for everyone and signify the times
Today is a window, tomorrow the landscape
All you need to do is take a look outside to know what we're bound to face
The level of disparity, the common man
The manner of destruction of the native land
The poverty of reprisal from all involved
And the scathing trajectory from the past
Markovian process lead us not in vain
Prove to our descendants what we did to them
Then make us go away
Blood is a river,
Flowing darkly amidst the tangled roots of the tall shining city
Crazy flowing mantide migrations engorge the big ventricle of heartbroken America
So many heaven hoping, hopeful groping breathers all tap together quietly and desperately in unison
Hey, hey, hey, is anybody listening?
News from the front
News from the front
We're living in troubled times
So many fighting for their lives
Why do the troops despise the news from the front?
Ignorance is the root of fear
And Fear is the kindling of anger
War is the bringer of shame
But never has the burden lain so heavily upon the victim
Rage and desolation
Pain and loneliness
Isn't it all alarmingly familiar?
Hey, hey, hey, silence is a killer
News from the front
News from the front
Yeah these are troubled times
How many more will have to die
Before the governors can't deny the news from the front?
Break down the barriers, ally the carriers,
What is your motivation? Take a good look in the mirror
News from the front
News from the front
So many fighting for their lives
How many more will have to die?
Why does the government decry the news from the front?
There's the image of a man
Who commands a high opinion
And he hides his hatred with a sheepish grin
And beside him flanking closely
Are the boisterous hollow masses
Who lap up whatever trickles in
This intercourse of nature
This vulgar social pastime
Reflects the lowest mark of our progress
And the few who ride peripheral
Maintain subtle advantage
Fighting hard to abstain and redress
Do you know your place
In the big charade?
Are you more than they?
Leaders and followers
Leaders and followers
Leaders and followers
Leaders and followers
Recognition by proximity and a brand new face
Just a smidgen of success pie and a pinch of social grace
You can play with the big boys or you can tell them what to do
But sooner or later there's another one like you
The voyeuristic public
Of which we're all a part
Maintains perspective on the human play
And while many hold desires
Of joining in the show
Many turn and go the other way
Tell me do you know your place
In the big parade?
Are you fear and shame?
Leaders and followers
Leaders and followers
Leaders and followers
Leaders and followers
Leaders and followers
Leaders and followers
Leaders and followers
Leaders and followers
I had a dream of Unity
Where we would work side by side
But today I see that it's only me
Just trying to get by
Sometimes we strive, undeterred
To walk as one toward our goal
But as people stray toward more selfish ways
We see we have no control
I had a dream of Unity
Where we would work side by side
But today I see that it's only me
Just trying to get by
Just trying to get by
Yeah, they say there's a place free of trouble and care
And you have to pass a test for to make it there
It has something to do with a road that's straight and narrow
And the only way to go it is by being right and thorough
There's always one more hill to climb
There's always one more hill to climb
Bombarded by multiple choices 24/7
Navigating your tangled web of logic and passion
Guided by subconscious voices, astute and sharpened
Tested, Tested, Ooohh
Often times we're made to wonder what we're supposed to do
Stand and deliver or see the conflict through
And as we long and proceed to build our castles in the sky
Our plans get confounded and determination dies
There's no preparation and no guide
Just what you've done before here with your life
Bombarded by multiple choices 24/7
Navigating a tangled web of logic and passion
Guided by subconscious voices, astute and sharpened
Tested, Tested, Ooohh
Acting on will, the test is the reaction
Opening your heart, the test is the emotion
Rolling the dice, the test is the agility
Burning out your mind, the test is the recovery, watch-o
You can play by the rules, or bend them to your needs
But the test isn't over 'til you've reached your dark eternal sleep
There are no absolutes, no big wheels in the sky
You don't have to be first, you just gotta somehow get by
Yeah, bombarded by multiple choices 24/7
Navigating a tangled web of logic and passion
Guided by subconscious voices, astute and sharpened
Tested, Tested, Ooohh
Tested
The Answer (Live)
Long ago in a dusty village,
Full of hunger, pain and strife,
A man came forth with a vision of truth,
And the way to a better life,
He was convinced he had the answer,
And he compelled people to follow along,
But the hunger never vanished,
And the man was banished,
And the village dried up and died.
Long ago when wise men peered,
Through brass tubes toward the sky,
The heavens changed in predictable ways,
But one man was able to find,
That he had thought he found the answer,
And he was quick to write his revelation,
But as they were scrutinized
In his colleagues eyes,
And make I'm a mockery.
Don't tell me about the answer,
Cos then another one will come along soon,
I don't believe you have the answer,
I've got ideas too,
But if you've got enough naivite,
And you've got conviction,
Then the answer is perfect for you.
You know what I'm talking about.
Chicago sits here choking on its discharge,
Overwhelmed by industry,
Searching for a modern day,
Savior from an other place,
Inclined toward charity,
You want everyone's begging for an answer,
Without regard validity,
The searching never ends,
It goes on and on and on for eternity
Don't tell me about the answer,
Cos then another one will come along soon,
I don't believe you have the answer,
I've got ideas too,
But if you've got enough naivite,
And you've got conviction,
Then the answer is perfect for you.
The answer is perfect for you.
I see a white haired man, he's got a suit on hand
He's telling people how they're supposed to live
Nobody's listening to the politician
No matter what sage advice he has to give
He's got a clumsy, outdated m.o.
And he's come to a fork in the road
And there is only one direction to go
Among the commuters, dwarfed by the skyscrapers
I watch the countless millions fighting for space
See hateful, petty acts, disjointed images,
And can't believe that I'm one of the same race
We're all just struggling to cope
And we come to a fork in the road
As we watch our foundations erode
There is only one direction to go
It's the way of the dodo, such a noble destiny
It's the waltz of desperation, passed along to you and me
The way of the dodo
We're all just struggling to cope
And we come to a fork in the road
As we watch our foundations erode
There is only one direction to go
It's the way of the dodo, it's the gray stuff in your head
It's the pulse of the living and the voices of the dead
It's the way of the dodo, such a noble destiny
It's the waltz of desperation, passed along to you and me
The way of the dodo
A loose cannon on your shoulder
You've got a strawberry on your hips
And you've got some phantasmical images
And you've got, you've got your rich hips
Cos, you're all looking for adventure
And you've got earphones on your bicycles
There's people watching over
And you got a bong in your pocket
You could...
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Put some leader on the tape
Give batman back his cape
Don't ask for a sucker
You stupid mother fucker
I've got alot of problems
Cos I sound like Beck
What I do over in Germany
Is order alot of Speck (german meaning bacon)
You know what I'm talking about
When you go home for dinner
You gotta keep on your shoulder
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
Follow the leader
We're not the Foo Fighters
On Saturday, we like our grinders (a type of sandwich)
If you go home for pizza
You kiss mother Theresa
She is in her coffin
Lady Diana's coffin
Bad Religion.