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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
I know I'm part of something greater than myself
Don't know the meaning but I hope that matters less I don't know anything when I'm factored out of scale I know I'm part of something greater than myself We're all engaging in a game of attrition Maybe god is just a chemical fiction I'm a monkey with a madding affliction Fact checking for a mental condition I know I'm part of something greater than myself Don't know the meaning but I hope that matters less I don't know anything when I'm factored out of scale I know I'm part of something greater than myself |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Some live, some die
Everybody wonders why we're here Should we even try? Philosophers lost in the night A beacon in the distance You gotta turn around Its vestige dimly flickers in elocution sound The modernist chronometer uptight and underwound Pretensions of a higher ground Higher ground Introspective paradise found Adam's atoms resound Economy of nature The dead and shallow graves The particles of happiness elude us in their names A psychosymbiotical reflection on the waves Eternal as the night and day Night and day Omnipresent ???? of fate Adam's atoms remain The righteous opposition has led us all astray One side against the other One loses, one reclaimed And if reconciliation eludes us every day Then will we ever find a way? Find a way Not with our allogeneous gaze Adam's atoms remain Adam's atoms betray Adam's atoms remain |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Porcelain and alabaster
Decaying ever faster Unaware of imminent disaster Open up your eyes As you ruminate the hopeless sands of time Did you wander out your days lost and resigned Or recreate the universals in your mind? Everybody is a bastard My world is like plaster Crumbling apart from pressure of the blaster Waiting for a sign And the momentary pleasures take their turn As the wistful boy learns out of things to learn The episodes of yore are never to return Scare up some hope, you're gonna need it just to cope You are the decision, numbers don't lie When you bite the dust, was it for purpose or for trust? You'll never relive it, think before you die Yeah, think Think before you die Deficit and deprivation In the wake of desperation Rewrite the morals, rectify the nation Now may be your time As you ruminate the hopeless sands of time Do you wonder how your life has been defined? You know eternity can't ever change your mind You know eternity can't ever change your mind So think Think before you die Yeah, think Think before you die |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
These rational delusions have got to cease
The second hand has finally got the best of me I'm too aware about the singularity That brought me to the edge of time And it's always on my mind now They say that what is past is coming back someday The world is turning faster but it's just one way And I'm desperate to try most anything to abate A simple chronophobia A simple chronophobia now A simple chronophobia A simple chronophobia now Maybe there's a science or technology To help me come to terms with my maker Since natural selection never banked on me I must be an exception to the plan Someone help me understand now Cryogenic methods are intractable And collagen polymers aren't so terrible But they still can't prevent the inevitable farewell A simple chronophobia A simple chronophobia now A simple chronophobia A simple chronophobia now |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Here's a story of an honest man losing religion
Climbing the pulpit steps before an eager congregation While praying came a wicked inspiration Brothers, sisters, this is what he said Dearly beloved, dearly beloved, dearly beloved Make no mistake, despite our traits, I've seldom seen I can't relate to you I can't relate to you He was the kind of guy who'd always go right out of his way But more before the crazy notion leapt right into his head And stubbornly crept into every mad perception I can't deny a funny feeling when he said Dearly beloved, dearly beloved, dearly beloved Make no mistake, despite our traits, I've seldom seen I can't relate to you I can't relate to you Dearest in memoriam, set phasers to stun And grab yourself a neighbor's skeleton to lean upon Did you know him in life, one filled with regret? So soon we all forget we ever met Do you know my name? Sing a light refrain For a man estranged I won't deny that I'm inclined to isolate Dearly beloved, dearly beloved, dearly beloved I can't believe I can't relate to you, I can't relate to you I can't relate to you, I can't relate to you |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Here's a story of an honest man losing religion
Climbing the pulpit steps before an eager congregation While praying came a wicked inspiration Brothers, sisters, this is what he said Dearly beloved, dearly beloved, dearly beloved Make no mistake, despite our traits, I've seldom seen I can't relate to you I can't relate to you He was the kind of guy who'd always go right out of his way But more before the crazy notion leapt right into his head And stubbornly crept into every mad perception I can't deny a funny feeling when he said Dearly beloved, dearly beloved, dearly beloved Make no mistake, despite our traits, I've seldom seen I can't relate to you I can't relate to you Dearest in memoriam, set phasers to stun And grab yourself a neighbor's skeleton to lean upon Did you know him in life, one filled with regret? So soon we all forget we ever met Do you know my name? Sing a light refrain For a man estranged I won't deny that I'm inclined to isolate Dearly beloved, dearly beloved, dearly beloved I can't believe I can't relate to you, I can't relate to you I can't relate to you, I can't relate to you |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
In the garden where he was cast out by the lord
Flames an omnidirectional sword For he as ever failed to gather up the fruit And thus was banished with his loot He cantered aimlessly through endless permutations of night Seeking a purpose and the meaning of kin And when it finally came to him You could have mistook it for the meaning of sin The women wished him well every time he cast off marching to hell Now if you've never seen a terrible sight, stroll the garden of earthly delights Maybe we can make it right someday I'll see you high above the Fields of Mars He knelt down before the unholy mob And cried "war is god" Gleaming outwardly with great pride And prepared to die The women wished him well every time he cast off marching to hell Now if you've never seen a terrible sight, stroll the garden of earthly delights Maybe we can make it right someday I'll see you high above the Fields of Mars High above the Fields of Mars High above the Fields of Mars High above the Fields of Mars High above the Fields of Mars Who cannot fight anymore Will never love any less That kid inside of murder Must be committed To live a life of hostility Never asking what it means When mother nation, blood and religion Sanction killing upon the Fields of Mars High above the Fields of Mars High above the Fields of Mars High above the Fields of Mars High above the Fields of Mars |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Lacerate, eviscerate and perforate and mutilate
We all fall down, all fall down Depreciate, repudiate, ameliorate, adjudicate The wisdom found, wisdom found Clip the wings of progress, turn the direction Enrich the fallow soil with germs of perfection Delegate, facilitate, investigate and obviate The black turns green, black turns green Separate, evaluate and cultivate and propagate The master's dream, master's dream Sing the fears of history with a renewed inflection View the lost agenda with a skeptic's intention Machine of life, oh can we make it run? We have the tools but only just begun Machine of life, oh can we make it run? The calculations of a greater sum Clip the wings of progress, turn the direction Enrich the fallow soil with germs of perfection |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
And did those feet in ancient times
Trod on America's pastures of green? And did that anthropocentric God Wane with their thoughts and beliefs all unseen? I don't think so He's up there with the others laying low Vying with those Who you've traded your life to to bless your soul And have they told you how to think Cleansed your mind of sepsis and autonomy? Or have you escaped from scrutiny And regaled yourself with depravity? Now we all see Religion is just synthetic frippery Unnecessary In our expanding global culture of efficiency Now we all fear This impasse we have built to our future Ever so near, ever so near And oh so austere |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Back in '83, a man came to me and he told me "Son
Our way of life is done," but I was only young With an eye to the fields, speculators and yields rotten to the core Monoculture whores entered the bidding wars from distant shores I don't want to be In the land known as destitute and free With the grains of wrath blazing a path From sea to shining sea Oh, the sinuous trails of concrete and rails and exhausted roars Population wars setting our future course Is profit and greed the only conceit on a scale betrween Mere prosperity and inhumanity? It may well be But I don't want to be In the land known as destitute and free With the grains of wrath blazing a path From sea to shining sea I don't want to be In the land known as destitute and free With the grains of wrath blazing a path From sea to shining sea |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Now get up and give in, I'll crack your knuckles again
Supplicate and survive this transubstantiation And get so mean I want to know what it means Did you laugh? You know I did Did you cry? Couldn't get it right Did you live? Always on the edge Did you lie? Causing such a fright Did you love? Oh, to be forgiven Did you try? But it wouldn't be right God, it feels like an honest goodbye That sick brass boy daydreaming, cry baby, convict, demon Hands so clean, a sympathetic cold-blooded killing machine How did you get so mean? I want to know what it means Did you laugh? You know I did Did you cry? Couldn't get it right Did you live? Always on the edge Did you lie? Causing such a fright Did you love? Oh, to be forgiven Did you try? But it wouldn't be right God, it feels like an honest goodbye |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Pilgrim, those are dry and bitter tears
And lonely eyes look way beyond your years Pilgrim, did you drink the mercury? Your lips turned blue and you're struggling just to see You were too far gone to carry on Now your life has stalled As you march ahead you go no place at all Pilgrim, when you left them all behind The loneliness destroyed your able mind Pilgrim, see the writing on the door? It's taking you back to a place you were before And the next in line paces your stride Waiting for your fall With a hope that lies in a hidden master's call Pious eyes ignoring passersby Headlong to their grave Don't despair this world of toil and care This pilgrim lost his way Pilgrim, will you ever find your call? Is truth so pure that you're willing to risk it all? Pious eyes ignoring passersby Headlong to their grave Don't despair this world of toil and care This pilgrim lost his way |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
If you're discontent to know your world's a pile of shit
Listen to a riddle that will tickle every bit of it Ha ha ha! Ape shall not murder, ape wasn't so sure Bad ape, you made a mistake, annihilation in a cannibal war Well, cultivation might have served you, might have raised you up unscathed If you had called that fucker by its name Did you listen to the arbiter's beck and call? Did you find what you were looking for or not at all? Not at all! Ape shall not murder, ape wasn't so sure Bad ape, you made a mistake, annihilation in a cannibal war Culture might have cured you and raised you up unscathed If you had called that fucker by its name Say the name Say the name Say the name |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Can you hear the call in our rambling land, susurrations that can expand
Beyond all hope of light and plunge us into unrelenting night? A pall on truth and reason, it feels like hunting season So avoid those lines of sight and we'll set this right Welcome to the new dark ages Yeah, I hope you're living right These are the new dark ages And the world might end tonight Now come ye children, one and all, let's heed Ezekiel's call And bide until the word is good and right then get plucked clean out of sight The world will be erased, our kin will be immaculate ejaculate in space Before the king of king's love, he'll snatch us from above, brothers, help me sing it Welcome to the new dark ages Yeah, I hope you're living right These are the new dark ages And the world might end tonight So how do you sleep? There's nothing to keep, this is deep Because we're animals with golden rules Who can't be moved by rational views Yeah, welcome to the new dark ages I hope you're living right Welcome to the new dark ages Say it again, yeah These are the new dark ages I hope you're living right Welcome to the new dark ages And the world might end tonight |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Oh, can't you feel the nostalgia, I wonder about you, modernistocrat Horatio Alger
Clever, never hesitating in the baiting, ever waiting for the canticle of manacles abating Did you ever forget you had a regret? And what you only guessed at might still be waiting When the prodigal son with a caroming shadow of hate comes to land at home Well, he's a mourning star with a champagne heart at his curtain call And father never understood the way the work gets done Don't look at me, no, I ain't one, no prodigal son Don't look at me, no, I ain't one, no prodigal son When everybody about is ready to bout you about controversial values Don't you think you'd better readdress the level of the cowardice rising to drown you? Did you ever connect or come to reject, or even inspect The dreams that hound you? When the prodigal son with a caroming shadow of hate comes to land at home Well, he's a mourning star with a champagne heart at his curtain call And father never understood the way the work gets done Don't look at me, no, I ain't one, no prodigal son Don't look at me, no, I ain't one, no prodigal son When you least expect it, he's going to run Like the blood-red path of the western sun The prodigal son is waiting, waiting for his moment to come Well hell no, don't look at me, can't you see I ain't one, no prodigal son It ain't me, no I ain't one, no prodigal son |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Oratory of hope and glory, a whisper and a rhyme
An effigy, a soldier out of time Citizen and patriot, you can't be far behind The funeral weighing heavy on your mind Requiem, bring the dissident from slumber Requiem, raise the rebel from his grave Requiem, sound the revolution's thunder A monumental blunder averted and betrayed Dig around the cemetery, a record of the day Friends and neighbors in stages of decay But the saddest thing of all eludes discovery The stimulus for this somber ceremony Requiem, bring the dissident from slumber Requiem, raise the rebel from his grave Requiem, sound the revolution's thunder A monumental blunder averted and betrayed The sanctimonious minions, how they grovel at the feet Authority is populist deceit Pity yet another casualty's demoralized decline Just a victim of irrational design Requiem Requiem Requiem Bring the dissident from slumber Requiem, raise the rebel from his grave Requiem, sound the revolution's thunder A monumental blunder averted and betrayed |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight
Days go marching by There and back I never wait for a confident reply Truth is stark and leaves its mark as limited constraints And the most difficult part is accepting what the future may bring It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny Wither the path, whether worth the fee A lifetime of scrutiny And it seems as though I can't be sure of anything anymore One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight Years go flying by No one seems to hesitate or cast an earnest eye Judgement comes in many forms but never scarce or shy And the litany is long as the confidence is strong in their delight It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny Prejudicial waters wash over me A lifetime of scrutiny And the words just don't equate with sense or sanity anymore One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight The faces and the names Shattered hopes and stolen dreams and no one left to blame Is it possible to win this pointless mortal game? 'Cuz when death comes it's swift and my friends, we end up all the same It feels like a lifetime of scrutiny Wither the path and whether worth the fee A lifetime of scrutiny And it seems as though I can't remember anything anymore |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Come let us make bricks and burn them hard
We'll build a city with a tower for the world And climb so we can reach anything we may propose Anything at all Build me up, tear me down Like a skyscraper Build me up, then tear down these joining walls So they can't climb at all I know why you tore it down that day You thought that if you got caught we'd all go away Like a spoiled little baby who can't come out and play You had your revenge Build me up, tear me down Like a skyscraper Build me up, then tear down these joining walls So they can't climb at all Well madness reigned and paradise drowned When Babel's walls came crashing down Now the echoes roar, for story read that was hardly understood And never any good Build me up, tear me down Like a skyscraper Build me up, then tear down these joining walls So they can't climb at all |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Father can you hear me?
How have I let you down? I curse the day that I was born And all the sorrow in this world Let me take you to the hurting ground Where all good men are trampled down Just to settle a bet that could not be won Between a prideful father and his son Will you guide me now, for I can't see A reason for the suffering and this long misery What if every living soul could be upright and strong? Well then I do imagine There will be sorrow Yeah, there will be sorrow And there will be sorrow no more When all soldiers lay their weapons down Or when all kings and all queens relinquish their crowns Or when the only true messiah rescues us from ourselves It's easy to imagine There will be sorrow Yeah, there will be sorrow And there will be sorrow no more There will be sorrow Yeah, there will be sorrow And there will be sorrow no more Yeah, there will be sorrow Yeah, there will be sorrow And there will be sorrow no more |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Dedication's the price you pay
The initiated are coddled and caged Before you walk, as soon as you crawl Hope is pointless when you're stuck in the trawl Fuck the freshman lectures and brandishments They just betray impoverished accomplishments The puppet masters fear originality They tighten up the tethers and they shackle your feet Submission complete Young recruits never have a chance Enticed to the drill, admonished to dance Early to rise and early to shine Life is long but the end is nigh Break the guilty trammels from yesteryear Remember how rejuvenation conquers all fears Lowly opportunists take commanding roles And hawk ultimatums so their weakness won't show The sad reflection Of dead ambition You live for nothing Submission complete Yeah, break the guilty trammels from yesteryear Remember how the pain of failure makes it all clear The lowly opportunists take commanding roles And hawk ultimatums so their weakness won't show The sad reflection Of dead ambition You live for nothing Expectation Indoctrination Life's damnation Submission complete Dying on your feet Submission complete A total defeat |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
I could only get the tools, the stimuli and molecules
Frozen moments in time I could be the archetype, a credit to the genotype Reprogram your mind But the storybook sages fill their pages Hiding from the warming sun Limitless distractions give no pause To distort a precious delusion Delusion Precious delusion Did you see the moralist retort and raise his fist? You can't make a man a machine I can see the edifice crumbling in foggy mist Razed by discovery But the storybook sages fill their pages Hiding from the warming sun Limitless distractions give no pause To distort a precious delusion Delusion Precious delusion Delusion |
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from Bad Religion - New Maps of Hell (2007)
Out in the cold,
like a bundle of coal, little packets of darkness, wanting to grow, Well there's nobody home, and there's a wreck in the yard, and maybe they're coming back, if we wish really hard, if we wish real hard now, Won't somebody please come up with something, 'cause Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working and all of the rest are really down in the ratings, but everyone is gonna keep on waiting, waiting for peace, at the end of our streets, back behind our apartments, in our passenger seats, just a moment of bliss, of it all of the ways, but despair and oblivion, of our precarious ways, its ours to face now, Won't somebody please come up with something, 'cause Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working, and all of the rest are really down in the ratings, but everyone is still right here waiting, now I know nothing lasts forever, so we might as well wish for a God damn fix, of this toxic change in weather, Won't somebody please come up with something, 'cause Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working and all of the others can barely stay in the running, but everyone is gonna keep on waiting Won't somebody please come up with something Won't somebody please come up with something Won't somebody please come up with something Won't somebody please come up with something |
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from Bad Religion - Honest Goodbye [single] (2007)
Now get up and give in, I'll crack your knuckles again
Supplicate and survive this transubstantiation And get so mean I want to know what it means Did you laugh? You know I did Did you cry? Couldn't get it right Did you live? Always on the edge Did you lie? Causing such a fright Did you love? Oh, to be forgiven Did you try? But it wouldn't be right God, it feels like an honest goodbye That sick brass boy daydreaming, cry baby, convict, demon Hands so clean, a sympathetic cold-blooded killing machine How did you get so mean? I want to know what it means Did you laugh? You know I did Did you cry? Couldn't get it right Did you live? Always on the edge Did you lie? Causing such a fright Did you love? Oh, to be forgiven Did you try? But it wouldn't be right God, it feels like an honest goodbye |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
This song goes out to all the hopeless sinners
With grave allegiances so meaningless and vain The walking wounded in a pageant of contenders Who balance on a rail of pain for just a pail of rain And everything is barely missed, blood relations and bricks My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson More than this, once again, like a bullet, as a friend Tell me, can that be all there is? In my rectory of doubt, I kneel to pray like one devout As time the great, gray dreamless sleep of a useless modern god Erodes away each storied day as wretched Adams with hell to pay Content upon a rail of pain for just a little rain And everything is dearly missed, blood relations and bricks My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson More than this, once again, like a bullet, as a friend Tell me, can that be all there is? There's an endless disposition and it doesn't mean a goddamn thing There's space for a paper airplane race in the eye of a hurricane And if pigs could fly, then surely so could I, but this pedestrian knows better than to even try And my divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly And everything is dearly missed, blood relations and bricks My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson More than this, once again, like a bullet, as a friend Tell me, can that be all there is? |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
Maybe it's too late for an intellectual debate
But a residue of confusion remains Changing with the times and amphetamine tortured minds Are the average citizen's sources of pain (Yeah) Tell me what we're fighting for I don't remember anymore, only temporary reprieve And the world might cease if we fail to tame the beast From the faith that you release comes an atheist peace (Woohoohooho - Atheist peace) Political forces ran critical winds of discontent And the modern age emerged triumphantly But now it seems we've stalled and it's time to de-evolve And relive the dark chapters of history (Yeah) Tell me what we're fighting for No progress ever came from war, only a false sense of increase And the world won't wait for the truth upon a plate But we're ready now to feast on an atheist peace (Ohoohohh. yeah - Atheist peace) |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
(Here we go now)
No one here can show you where it is but I can point to a sign On the roof of the world without apparent design The frozen definition of a lunatic ambition to rise (The air is thin, the future dim, dimension hard to find) Up on a mountain encased in solar rays Beyond electric dreams of inarticulate passion plays Coming down a mountain Eons have a human ring The conversation of impassive planets Intercepted by a human being Ratiocination is a practicable way to derive An attitude of altitude and probity by which to abide Or maybe a theophany of flaming creosote in disguise (The air is thin, the future dim, dimension undefined) Up on a mountain encased in solar rays Beyond electric dreams of inarticulate passion plays Coming down a mountain Eons have a human ring The conversation of impassive planets Intercepted by a human being (Here glaring cold in the crystalline geometry of night) (Obscuring form and tracing faceless fears) (Of a suprahuman immensity in a patch of sand) (Or a raptor's guileless shivering intensity) (I'm only a visitor, an atom of atoms ) (On a jutting red-spattered synagogue of granite) (As it crouches literally in space) (A frozen, amoral giant gazing heavenward forever) (Hello, hello, hello, hello) (Let's go where the raptor goes) (To the mountain in a cosmic glow) (We'll have a genuine terrestrial show) (On a mountain, on a mountain) (Let's scan the horizon clean) (For any trace of human schemes) (And try to touch upon immortal themes) (On a mountain, on a mountain) (Let's go where the raptor goes) Coming down a mountain (To the mountin in a cosmic glow) Eons have a human ring (We'll have a genuine terrestrial show) The conversation of impassive planets (On a mountain, on a mountain) Intercepted by a human being (Let's scan the horizon clean) Up on a mountain (For any trace of human schemes) Encased in solar rays (And try to touch upon immortal themes) Beyond electric dreams On a mountain, on a mountain (Let's go where the raptor goes) Coming down a mountain (To the mountain in a cosmic glow) Eons have a human ring (We'll have a genuine terrestrial show) The conversation of impassive planets On a mountain, on a mountain (Let's scan the horizon clean) Up on a mountain (For any trace of human schemes) Encased in solar rays (And try to touch upon immortal themes) Beyond electric dreams On a mountain, on a mountain (Let's go where the raptor goes) Coming down a mountain (To the mountain in a cosmic glow) Eons have a human ring (We'll have a genuine terrestrial show) The conversation of impassive planets On a mountain |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
""Drop dead, it doesn't matter,"" She said
""It only hurts when I laugh,"" She said Sometimes it's never a crime to spend the day in bed She made certain that the curtains were red To dream better by the light they would shed She leaned back, tilted her head, and this is what she said: ""You can't win, think it over again I can't win, look at the trouble I'm in We can't win, and we're stuck here together Yeah, I hope it will last forever"" ""Don't ever dare to hope,"" He said ""So I'm never let down too bad I know there's nowhere to go, so I'll just stay here instead"" He knew better than to pull on a thread They unravel like the thoughts in his head He looked out, it filled him with dread And this is what he said: ""You can't win, think it over again I can't win, look at the trouble I'm in We can't win, and we're stuck here together Yeah, I hope it will last forever"" With good books, and looks on their side And hearts bursting with national pride They sang songs that went along for the ride And the other side complied They said, ""Hey man, where do you reside?"" And, ""Could it be Mother Superior lied?"" And, ""Is it possible too many have died?"" It's only natural to reply: ""You can't win, think it over again I can't win, look at the trouble I'm in We can't win, and we're stuck here together Yeah, I hope it will last forever"" |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
Striking at mental apparitions like a drunk on a vacant street
Silently beset by the hands of time and elegant in its fury An aberrant crack as skeletons yield to unrelenting gravity While viruses prowl for helpless victims who succumb rapidly Tell me, tell me where is the love in a careless creation when there's no above? There's no justice, just a cause and no cure And a bounty of suffering it seems we all endure And what I'm frightened of is that they call it God's love Well, we twist in torment and make believe There's a truth that we all submit Believe my eyes, my brain complies To all that they interpret So tell me, tell me where is the love in a careless creation when there's no above? There's no justice, just a cause and no cure And a bounty of suffering it seems we all endure And what I'm frightened of is that they call it God's love I know there's no reason for alarm But who needs perspective when it comes to pain and harm? We can change our minds There's a better prize But first you've got to tell me, tell me where is the love in a careless creation when there's no above? There's no justice, just a cause and no cure And a bounty of suffering it seems we all endure And what I'm frightened of is that they call it God's love They call it God's love My pain is God's love |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
There's a prophet on a mountain and he's making up dinner with long division and a riding crop
Anybody can feel like a winner when it's served up piping hot But the people aren't looking for a handout, they're America's working corps Can this be what they voted for? Let them eat war, let them eat war That's how to ration the poor Let them eat war, let them eat war There's an urgent need to feed, declining pride From the force to the union shops, the war economy is making new jobs But the people who benefit most are breaking bread with their benevolent hosts Who never stole from the rich to give to the poor, all they ever gave to them was a war And a foreign enemy to deplore Let them eat war, let them eat war That's how to ration the poor Let them eat war, let them eat war There's an urgent need to feed, declining pride We've got to kill 'em and eat 'em before they reach for their checks Squeeze some blue collars, let them bleed from their necks Seize a few dollars from the people who sweat Cause it's freedom or death and they won't question it At a job site the boss is god like Conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight Seasoned vets with their feet in nets A stones throw away from a rock fight but not tonight Feed 'em death, here comes another ration Feed 'em death, 'cause they're the finest in the nation Feed 'em death, when there's nothing left to feed them with When it's freedom or it's death Let them eat war, let them eat war That's how to ration the poor Let them eat war, let them eat war There's an urgent need to feed |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
The road is narrow, the horizon wide
And they say what's waiting on the other side Is so rewarding and the ultimate prize But what good is something if you can't have it until you die? Desperate, tenacious , clinging like a grain of sand Watching its foundation wash away Wash away Drunk with the assertions they know they can't defend Confident that they might live again Live again, live again Would you give it all up to live again? Live again, live again Would you give it all up to live again? Temptation, revelation , you decide Torture shows its colors often in disguise Progress and purpose help us realize We pass along a brighter faith Even though it must be blind Desperate, tenacious , clinging like a grain of sand Watching its foundation wash away Wash away Drunk with the assertions they know they can't defend Confident that they might live again Live again, live again Would you give it all up to live again? Live again, live again Would you give it all up to live again? Let's go Oh, desperate, tenacious , clinging like a grain of sand Watching its foundation wash away Wash away, yeah Drunk with the assertions they know they can't defend Confident that they might live again Live again, live again Would you give it all up to live again? Live again, live again Would you give it all up to live again? Live again, live again Would you give it all up to live again? Live again, live again Would you give it all up to live again? |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of blue
Saint Ann's skirts are billowing But down here in the city of limelights The fans of Santa Ana are withering And you can't deny the living is easy If you never look behind the scenery It's showtime for dry climes Bedlam is dreaming of rain When the hills of Los Angeles are burning Palm trees are candles in the murder wind So many lives are on the breeze, even the stars are ill at ease And Los Angeles is burning This is not a test Of the emergency broadcast system When Malibu fires and radio towers Conspire to dance again And I cannot believe the media Mecca They're only trying to peddle reality Catch it on primetime, story at 9 The whole world is going insane When the hills of Los Angeles are burning Palm trees are candles in the murder wind So many lives are on the breeze, even the stars are ill at ease And Los Angeles is burning A placard reads the end of days Jacaranda boughs are bending in the haze More a question than a curse, how could hell be any worse? The flames are starting, the camera's running, so take warning When the hills of Los Angeles are burning Palm trees are candles in the murder wind So many lives are on the breeze, even the stars are ill at ease And Los Angeles is burning |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
Innocents burned alive at the stake
Tortured and dumped in nameless graves Centuries waned, authority died Scattering seeds of ancient lies Sinister rouge coming back for more To even the score Sinister rouge coming back for more To even the score Child molesters and Jesuits Holding secret conference Underneath the Pontiff's nose And only God will ever know Sinister rouge coming back for more To even the score Sinister rouge coming back for more To even the score Give us this day our daily bread Your legacy we'll not forget Lick the wounds, cleanse the land The modern world rejects your hand Sinister rouge coming back for more To even the score Sinister rouge coming back for more To even the score The nightmare comes in sinister rouge |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
Right now, well, it's finally time to face my fears
Gonna get the hell out of here And create a fresher atmosphere But the consequence is clear There's a furnace set on high And a yearning undefined But it's time to turn the tide It's social suicide Like you, perseverance is a useless tool Just a patron on a ship of fools Feigning interest in the cast and crew While you've broken every single rule There's a furnace set on high And a yearning undefined Now it's time to turn the tide It's social suicide Shadows entertain the unwashed masses Scholars explain their numb reactions I don't even know if I can ever find truth But I'm sure it won't come from following you There's a furnace set on high And a yearning undefined But it's time to turn the tide It's social suicide |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
We strike first and we're unrehearsed
Here we go again to stage the greatest show on heaven and earth Come on, get your money's worth Don't want to live (Can't live) Don't want to give (Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be) E - M - P - I - R - E (Can't live) Don't want to live (Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be) E - M - P - I - R - E We're comin' on fast And we're built to last We stumbled once in 'Nam now we're glad to finally say those days have past Tell me how long can it last? Don't want to live (Can't live) Don't want to give (Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be) E - M - P - I - R - E (Can't live) Don't want to live (Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be) E - M - P - I - R - E We just started out You don't need to be afraid Yeah, you deserve two minutes hate Well, we spit and we cursed And our bleeding-hearts burst But even ten million souls marching in February Couldn't stop the worst C-c-c-couldn't reverse Don't want to live (Can't live) Don't want to give (Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be) E - M - P - I - R - E (Can't live) Don't want to live (Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be) E - M - P - I - R - E (Can't live, can't give, won't be) Don't want to live (Can't live) Don't want to live (Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be) I can't live if it isn't with you (Can't live, can't give, won't be, E - M - P - I - R - E) Don't want to live (Can't live) Don't want to live (Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be) E - M - P - I - R - E |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
The quickening is an ephemeral thing
That only happens in the dark Like catching lightening in a jar And the pain that it brings is just the promise of spring It's madness on the wing Oh, what does it mean? To come alive To come alive To come alive (To come alive) To come alive To come alive To come alive The entering is soulful conjecturing Oh, lost and by the wind-grieved ghost Please come back to me again Because the way that she bleeds Is in the law that he reads Confusing words and deeds So what does it mean? To come alive To come alive To come alive (To come alive) To come alive To come alive To come alive To pierce the vein of the sacred and profane Poor science in the service of a faith But who will bear the mark of Cain To come alive .......x12 |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Empire Strikes First (2004)
Not long ago, and yet the image is so vague
I hesitate to label it a memory There was a show of local color and I felt astray 'Cause I had nothin' to offer but insufficiency And you know that it's a bitch When you learn to scratch that itch Of blatant fallibility Sooner to some, but eventually All gets pointed in the same direction While the human masses and their vague conceptions Obliterate each other with impunity And you wonder, ""What's in this for me?"" To another abyss To no avail The search is bound to fail To another abyss To no avail So long ago I set sail And it chills me to the bone that I'm so far away from home To another abyss So what should I do now? What should I celebrate Given finite means and a penchant to depreciate ? How can I still avow and depend upon a state That cares nothing for my happiness, welfare, or fate? And I know I can't explain the commotion in my brain Like a terrifying reality deconstructed but inadequately All gets pointed in the same direction While the human masses and their vague conceptions Obliterate each other with impunity And release the weight of history To another abyss To no avail The search is bound to fail To another abyss To no avail So long ago I set sail And it chills me to the bone that I'm so far away from home To another abyss So long ago So long ago Oh, I set sail And I'm struggling on the way And I'm waiting for the day (To another abyss ) And I'm looking for a way back home (To another abyss) So far away (To another abyss) So far away (To another abyss) (To another abyss) So far away (To another abyss) |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
tense atmosphere in the air riot written everywhere riot squads coming from over there time to go home if you're square (chorus) riot squad bas their heads kick their ass until they're dead i want to be a fascist pig love to fight what a thrill we don't stop until we kill i want to be a fascist pig throw a bottle in the air put them up to their dare we'll just laugh while they stare let them hit me see if i care (chorus) get attacked by them you'll never heal they'll rob your conscience your sanity they'll steal they'll beat your brains until they spill that's the fascist favorite meal (chorus)
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
Lying on my back, wheeled under blinding light
Shackled restraints resist my attempted fight The scalpels hovers over me, the incision is made Once again they're watching me, no new sensation, just frustration They said it was for science But I'm the human guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig My sleep has been altered, I open my eyes The nightmare continues, I see through their lies The papers keep turning, the tests never ends Once again they're watching me, no new sensation, just frustration They said it was for science But I feel like the human guinea pig Time may have passed on, but I won't soon forget The old sensation, pure frustration of a human guinea, guinea pig |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
Yesterday, as I went out the house
I saw a body lying down quiet as a mouse Lying face down in the sewer I got up close and realized that I knew her All her organs coming from her insides Slashed up skin sliced up hide Turned over and saw the tire tracks on her head That's when I realized she was dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead Twisted body chopped off feet Her body was minced meat Bugs crawling on her arms She's dead, can't do no harm Gnarled up legs, broken and bent Her last breath has been spent I wonder, how much would I pay To get your mom killed in such a bloody way I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I watched her as she bled Chewed off toes on her chopped off feet I took a picture cuz I thought it looked neat But the thing I liked seeing the best Was the rodents using her hair as a nest I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead Twisted body chopped off feet Her body was minced meat Bugs crawling on her arms She's dead, can't do no harm Gnarled up legs, broken and bent Her last breath has been spent I know, that she won't really be missed But make it look good at her funeral and giver her a little kiss I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw her lying in a pool of red I think it's the greatest thing I'll ever see Your dead mommy right in front of me I'll always remember her lying dead on the floor I hope she dies twenty times more I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead Twisted body chopped off feet Her body was minced meat Bugs crawling on her arms She's dead, can't do no harm Gnarled up legs, broken and bent Her last breath has been spent I wonder, how much would I pay To get your mom killed in such a bloody way |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
I shot Reagan I shot Sadat
I'm gonna shoot you dead in heaven you'll rot You're gonna rot in heaven, hear an Angels voice You're too bad for hell although it's your first choice Rot in heaven, you're too bad for hell Rot in heaven, cause you're forgiven in hell I shot Lennon, I shot the Pope I shot the devil now you ain't got no hope You're gonna rot in heaven, hear an Angels voice You're too bad for hell although it's your first choice |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
In times of trouble fall to my knees and I look to the sky
Cause me, me I want more The classification of our heart's a sin Cause me, me I want more Don't wanna pump nobody's gas-I want more Don't wanna kiss my boss's ass-I want more Don't wanna take the first job I find-I want more Don't wanna dig coal out of a mine-I want more Slaving in a factory, a different kind of insanity Feels like I'm locked in a cage Working like a maniac, gave myself a heart attack For a job that pays minimum wage Don't wanna work at the golden arches-I want more Don't wanna was no rich man's cars-I want more Don't wanna be nobody's gardener-I want more Don't wanna be no garbage man-I want more Slaving in a factory, a different kind of insanity Feels like I'm locked in a cage Working like a maniac, gave myself a heart attack For a job that pays minimum wage I sit and reflect about all that I've learned and all that I've seen Cause me me I want more The memories come and they go away Cause me me I want more Don't wanna pump nobody's gas-I want more Don't wanna kiss my boss's ass-I want more Don't wanna take the first job I find-I want more Don't wanna dig coal out of a mine-I want more I want more |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
so you're gonna be institutionalized you'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes you won't have any say they'll brainwash you until you see their way (chorus) they stuck me in an institution said it was the only solution to give me the needed professional help to protect from the enemy myself they give you a white shirt with long sleeves tied around your back, you're treated like thieves drug you up because they're lazy it's too much work to help a crazy (chorus) they say they're gonna fix my brain alleviate my suffering and my pain but by the time they fix my head mentally i'll be dead
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
b-1 bombers in flight trident missiles in the air mx missiles underground protect us till we're dead (chorus) memories of tomorrow-too late for sorrow push the button kiss goodbye the nuclear arsenal a-bombs flying off their ramps nuclear bombs explode (chorus) radioactive people search for medicine pray for shelter kill for food (chorus) mass starvation contaminated water destroyed cities mutilated bodies (chorus) i'll kill myself i'd rather die if you could see in the future you'd know why memories of tomorrow
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
when i go down the street the people watch me shiver and shake i'm a prisoner of a demon i think my head's about to break it stays with me wherever i go i can't break away from its hold this must be punishment for selling my soul (chorus) too much pressure my pulse is rising my heart is pounding my head really hurts i can't take it all this pressure )from all these things inside of me everywhere i look i see them everywhere i go they're at what did i do to deserve this why won't they just leave my body are they people or are they spirits do they belong to the human race why do they want me so bad why won't they come out of their hiding place i can't see them but i know they're here i can feel it in my veins all this pressure on my body is causing all my strength to drain (chorus) am i crazy or am i insane or have i already lost my mind is it real or is it fake or am i in a permanent bind am i in power or am i a slave who in the hell is in control am i still living or am i dead do i still have a soul i know i can't keep going this way i have to give my mind some leisure if i keep on going like this i never again will taste pleasure if they will not break the oath i will have to disband i have lost all control this thing has now taken command possessed
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
Louiche/Mike Muir)
Let's skate! Seemed like such an innocent toy Got a skate at eight years old He was the All-American boy Now the story can be told Beware he's possessed to skate! Skating takes him up in height He's a pilot on a modern flight See him flying through the air If he don't land then he don't care CHORUS When he skates-he skates Cause he never hesitates Cause he rips-he rips Like a modern gladiator ain't got no fears He's the wizard on the wheels So skate He shoots the pool like a launching pad Skating is all that's on his mind If it ain't insane then you can't get rad He's skating radical all the time CHORUS Beware he's possessed to skate! Six foot airiels inverts backside Looks like a magic carpet ride Optical illusion it must be He redefines insanity CHORUS Doesn't understand why you'd wanna walk Ain't got time to sit and talk Used to be just like you and me Now he's an outcast of society Beware he's possessed to skate! And the skating's getting radical -------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
flashing pictures on my screen shown too quickly to be seen does not register in my conscious mind propaganda of another kind they're fucking with me subliminally they're fucking with me subliminally (chorus) danger-nightmare doomsday-nightmare murder-nightmare nightmare-nightmare watching tv, i start to cry for no reason, i don't know why could it be from messages on my tv which i'm getting subliminally? they're fucking with me subliminally they're fucking with me subliminally (chorus) mind control the easiest way sponsored by the cia it's a weapon you cannot see it's propaganda subliminally they're fucking with me subliminally they're fucking with me subliminally (chorus)
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
father forgive me for i know not what i do i tried everything but i'll leave it up to you i don't want to live, i don't know why i don't have no reasons, i just want to die (chorus) i'm a suicidal failure, i've got to get some help i have suicidal tendencies but i can't kill myself i'm tired of this way of life, my patience has expried i'm barely just 20 but my life i will retire i went down to a rifle store, i bought myself a gun i point it at my head but i couldn't get the job done (chorus) i took all my mother's sleeping pills i jumped off a freeway bridge i drank three kinds of poison and drove my car off a ridge i beat myself with a bat put a noose around my head i overdosed on heroin but i'm still not dead (chorus) death may not be the answer it can't be all that great but me i'm not into living with life i can't relate by some masochistic reasoning i think that it will be fun i want to start my second life now so shoot me with your gun (chorus) i'm looking forward-suicidal i'm really bored-suicidal you wanna die-suicidal then die-suicidal honestly-suicidal at the game-suicidal at my school-suicidal at the bar-suicidal suicidal suicidal suicidal suicidal
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
Suicide's an alternative
Sick of people - no ones real Sick of chicks - they're all bitches Sick of you - you're to hip Sick of life - it sucks Suicide's an alternative Sick of trying - what's the point Sick of talking - no one listens Sick of listening - its all lies Sick of thinking - just end up confused Sick of moving - never get nowhere Sick of myself - don't wanna live Sick and tired - and no one cares Sick of life - it sucks Sick of politics - for the rich Sick of power - only oppresses Sick of government - full of tyrants Sick of school - total brainwash Sick of music - top 40 sucks Sick of myself - don't wanna live Sick and tired - and no one cares Sick of life - it sucks Suicide's an alternative Sick of life - it sucks Sick and tired - and no one cares Sick of myself - don't wanna live Sick of living - I'm gonna die |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Suicidal Tendencies (2003)
Baby, don't you be blue
You know that I'll always be true And we'll always be together, too You know know that I'll always love you But the one thing for sure I can say CHORUS Over a thousand things I can say to you Half of which would be un-true Is that I won't fall in love today You know everything will be alright Baby when you hold me tight Because you know I love you with all my might So let's not take any time to fight Baby, you make me feel like a man CHORUS When we're rolling in the sand So come and take me by the hand And do the things you know we can CHORUS |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
Came and whispered in my ear Took a walk down under the street Never thought that I'd see the day I would meet But I tried to pretend that I didn't hear Turned my head and walked away And I tried to forget what they had to say Put on a smile and I tried to hide But I couldn't keep myself from crying inside CHORUS Oh, I...So I turned my head and I walked away Oh, I...And I tried to forget what he had to say Oh, I say...I died a little today And they saw the scars and they felt my pain Oh, I...And I chalked it up as another day Took a journey through my brain Thought if I lied I was going to win Knew the dreams I had over a bottle of wine Saw the things I didn't want to find But they said the battle wouldn't even begin Thought about the lies that I said to myself But I knew it's too late to find the help CHORUS I die a little each day |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
Cyco cyco cyco cyco
Cyco cyco cyco cyco Born cyco it's the way I was meant to be Live cyco it's the only life for me Burning burning burning burning Burning burning burning burning Burning up can't you see But it's the only life for me I'm burning up, the fire blazes inside Out of control, so now you better hide Run around the corner But the corner never ends You scream out, beg, shout But the nightmare never ends You turn around but you just see What you saw before Spin around, fall down Now you see no more Raging raging raging raging Raging raging raging raging Raging mad that may be But it's the only life for me I'm raging mad and soon you will know I'm burning up from my head to toe Cyco cyco cyco cyco Cyco cyco cyco cyco It's the only life I know I was born to cyco I'm cyco and my mind it starts to bend Out of control, it seems to be the trend Born to be cyco |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
Lying on my back, wheeled under blinding light
Shackled restraints resist my attempted fight The scalpels hovers over me, the incision is made Once again they're watching me, no new sensation, just frustration They said it was for science But I'm the human guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig My sleep has been altered, I open my eyes The nightmare continues, I see through their lies The papers keep turning, the tests never ends Once again they're watching me, no new sensation, just frustration They said it was for science But I feel like the human guinea pig Time may have passed on, but I won't soon forget The old sensation, pure frustration of a human guinea, guinea pig |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
Survive
You cannot understand a single word I say But you manage to hear every word anyway Your eyes they always seem to be fixed on me But not for love but for misery You say nothing yet still I hear I am the thing that you most fear I cause the pain deep in your heart Oh, how I love to tear your world apart Well, I feel your pain and I survive And I survive I see your anger, I can hardly wait How it feels so good to cause you such hate Tried to ignore me, thought I'd go away But I'm back for good, I'm here to stay You say nothing yet still I hear I am the thing that you most fear I cause the pain deep in your heart Oh, how I love to tear your world apart Well, I feel your pain and I survive You say nothing yet still I hear I am the thing that you most fear I cause the pain deep in your heart Oh, how I love to tear your world apart Well, I feel your pain and I survive And I survive, survive You thought that you could get the best of me To put me down it seemed so easily I take such pride in the work I do You hoped I'd fail but I'm not like you You say nothing yet still I hear I am the thing that you most fear I cause the pain deep in your heart Oh, how I love to tear your world apart Well, I feel your pain and I survive I feel your pain so I survive |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
I got a story to tell, now listen up real well
Pay attention this way to what I got to say Took it to the street, rap to the people we meet Now we쨈re rocking out hard to the Suicidal beat Tried to deny our right, so we쨈re putting up a fight Just doing our thang, they tried to call it a gang Saw the way we look, that쨈s all that it took That쨈s all she wrote, they had their scapegoat Dressed down, homeboyz, minority-join the Army We쨈re the few, we쨈re the proud, we like to jam it loud The music we play won쨈t have it any other way We쨈re armed to the bone with our music and our tone Recruiting on the street fwith the sound of our beat Growing larger every day and every time we play Don쨈t need no college plan, we쨈re just a hard-rocking band We like our music to please but we ain쨈t gonna appease No pressure쨈s too much to make us change our touch Hardcore, metal, the new wave We쨈re not a gang-join the Army Don쨈t be no fool, don쨈t let your prejudice rule Don쨈t judge why your fear, judge us by your ear Can쨈t believe every word of every story that you쨈ve heard Just play the song, I know you쨈ll start to rock along Well I don쨈t care 쨈bout the clothes you wear It쨈s the size of your heart, not the length of your hair Don쨈t make no difference to me, the color that you be Black, white or brown, it쨈s all the same to me Well if you still don쨈t believe you best get up and leave Do what you must do, but this ain쨈t the place for you You got no right but if you start a fight We쨈ll be rockin쨈 your head but with our fists instead I쨈ll fight it with the band, right down till the end Ask anyone I쨈ve met, this ain쨈t no idle threat Don쨈t flap no fit and it won쨈t come to this Bust as for me, I쨈m down with the Army New York, London, Venice Why join a gang? Join the Army Suicidal rock-join the Army Suicidal rock-join the Army Suicidal rock-join the Army Suicidal rock-join the Army Suicidal rock-I want you to join the Army-S.T. |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
I see destruction as it rages through your veins
I see depression as it fills your heart with pain I see the cure you found, your artificial peace I see your body rot, your solution now has it's feast And now I look, I look in your eyes Looking in your eyes Looking in your eyes Looking in your eyes Looking in your eyes What I see in your eyes I can see, they tell no lies Looking in your eyes I see salvation oh so close, but yet so far I see the gilmmering of the holy star I see your future, it's a nightmare and I lie But you refused my help, now I have no more strength to try Now I see, I see the lies Looking in your eyes In your eyes I see the lies What I see in your eyes I can see, you tell no lies Looking in your eyes Looking through my eyes Well I would die for you I've died enough now I'm through But one day you will see What won't but what should be |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
Close my eyes, yet I still see
I can not hide from what's inside of me I hear my thoughts, but they're not clear And now I tremble with fear (Chorus) No one can tell me what's sane You see the tears I cry But you can't feel my pain No title can classify me I'm a person with feelings A number I refuse to be Don't try to live my life You cannot talk for me Now I'm on the brink, brink of insanity Sometimes I stare into space I try to think about another place Where happiness I'll see I'll find a place for me and find some sanity Sometimes I look at you And I wonder what will I do Will my mind stay intact How will I react, will I do any harm to you Open my eyes, but I can't see Maybe the hatred has blinded me There's not a sound, yet I still hear Now the pain is so clear (Chorus) Sometimes I stop to think Or maybe my thinking just stops Doesn't matter anyway No one hears what I say, I'm on the brink of insanity Well I know him but not his name In everyone, yet not the same Play with the cards I'm dealt, worse I never felt I'm playing a sick man's game |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
Louiche/Mike Muir)
Let's skate! Seemed like such an innocent toy Got a skate at eight years old He was the All-American boy Now the story can be told Beware he's possessed to skate! Skating takes him up in height He's a pilot on a modern flight See him flying through the air If he don't land then he don't care CHORUS When he skates-he skates Cause he never hesitates Cause he rips-he rips Like a modern gladiator ain't got no fears He's the wizard on the wheels So skate He shoots the pool like a launching pad Skating is all that's on his mind If it ain't insane then you can't get rad He's skating radical all the time CHORUS Beware he's possessed to skate! Six foot airiels inverts backside Looks like a magic carpet ride Optical illusion it must be He redefines insanity CHORUS Doesn't understand why you'd wanna walk Ain't got time to sit and talk Used to be just like you and me Now he's an outcast of society Beware he's possessed to skate! And the skating's getting radical -------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
A birth that came from more than sound
Now rages on from town to town A giant grows more every day And now the maniac is here to stay A feeling you can't kill It's the power, it's a will Controls your thoughts but you can't see Just when you thought it safe he suddenly appears He feels no pain, he has no mercy or no fears He gives the message and your mind is filled with blue And now the maniac lives inside of you (Chorus) He's back. The suicidal maniac. Each day he grows more and more He's bigger now than ever before His thoughts he'll compromise on never He can't be stopped. He'll live forever Blast away through the mind A power of another kind A presence that is growing out of sound And now it's come, the time the maniac I'll meet He takes my hand and now I bow down to his feet His love for me is like a father to a son And now the maniac and I are one I bow to his might Too powerful to fight It's my destiny Now the maniac lives inside of me He's back An army at his command A strength that you can't comprehend A force unknown can now be told The power of the world he holds A feeling you can't kill It's the power. It's the will Controls your thoughts but you can't see Just when you thought it safe he suddenly appears He feels no pain, he has no mercry or no fears He gives the message and your mind is filled with blue And now the maniac's a part of you And the time has come. The maniac you'll meet He takes your hand and now you bow down to his feet His love for you is like a father to a son And now the maniac and you are one (Chorus) |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
You??쨈re the prisoner locked in your cell
You??쨈re living in your personal hell Invisible bars block your view They don??쨈t exist except for you Free, why can??쨈t you see how easily You could break those bars right down New freedom found, travel around And find out exactly why Give it a try, living the lie And try to solve the final clue See if it??쨈s true, found out just who The real enemy is you Don??쨈t be afraid Don??쨈t be deceived A new world for you Can be conceived Don??쨈t tell me ??쨈bout how the world isn??쨈t fair How you??쨈ll live your life how you choose I don??쨈t want to hear another excuse How it ain??쨈t your fault when you lose And you??쨈re the prisoner Your mind??쨈s diseased, my mind is cured I was the prisoner but never again My worst enemy is now my friend Brainwashed, you??쨈ll probably believe I gave it up for a new reprieve Free, why can??쨈t you see how easily You could break those bars right down New freedom found, travel around And find out exactly why Give it a try, living the lie And try to solve the final clue See if it??쨈s true, found out just who The real enemy is you You say you??쨈re political I say, "Screw that, you??쨈re just a fool." |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
War inside my head War inside my head War inside my head War inside my head It's happened a thousand times before War inside my head ain't a pretty sight It's just a harsh reality But I don't want no sympathy War inside my head-can you sense it War inside my head-can you feel it CHORUS War inside my head-can you see it Can you hear the-pain War inside my head Can you sense the-pain Can you see the-pain Can you feel the-pain Can you help the-pain Can you fix the-pain Can you hear the war inside my head The only thing real is the way I feel And that's the pain that's deep inside And there ain't nowhere to hide The battle from within is gonna begin CHORUS War inside my head every night and day I never get no piece of mind It ought to be a sin, I just can't win And pure hell is all I find |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - Join The Army (2003)
You got, I want
You got, I want You got, I want You got, I want I can't tell you why you're crying I can only tell you to wipe your tears away You see something that's inside me I think I'll save it for a rainy day I don't need no constitution To tell me what is wrong and right for me C'mon take it little honey I want to tell you baby what you see (Chorus) You're gonna take al lthat I'm giving, yea What's the matter can't you see You know I'm taking, you're not giving Oh baby, baby, please please please please I'm not sure what I told you I'm only sure that it wasn't true You said I told you that I love you Well there's a thousand others just like you You said I used to be romantic Well now I don't need to be anymore You want to talk about commitment I think I want to show you the door (Chorus) You got, I want You got, I want You got, I want You got, I want Love me, hold me tonight I can't tell you why you're crying I can only tell you to wipe your tears away You see something that is inside me I think I'll save it for a rainy day I don't need no constitution To tell me what is wrong and right for me C'mon take it little honey I want to tell you baby what you see You got, I want, I want now |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
Came and whispered in my ear Took a walk down under the street Never thought that I'd see the day I would meet But I tried to pretend that I didn't hear Turned my head and walked away And I tried to forget what they had to say Put on a smile and I tried to hide But I couldn't keep myself from crying inside CHORUS Oh, I...So I turned my head and I walked away Oh, I...And I tried to forget what he had to say Oh, I say...I died a little today And they saw the scars and they felt my pain Oh, I...And I chalked it up as another day Took a journey through my brain Thought if I lied I was going to win Knew the dreams I had over a bottle of wine Saw the things I didn't want to find But they said the battle wouldn't even begin Thought about the lies that I said to myself But I knew it's too late to find the help CHORUS I die a little each day |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
Here I sit and watch my world come crumbling down
Silently screaming I bang my head against the wall I cry for help but no one's around Always an emotion, but how can I explain-how can I explain It seems like no one cares at all The same with my pain Caught up in emotion-goes over my head-goes over my head Kind of like the scent of a rose, with words I can't explain- Am I living or am I dead Sometimes I got to think k to myself is this life or death. Problems never solved-just rearranged The clock keeps ticking, but nothing else seems to change So few good-so many bad And when I think about all the times that I've had I search for personality and look for things I cannot see Love and peace flash through my mind-pain and hate are all I find Find no hope in nothing new-never had a dream come true Lies and hate and agony-thru my eyes that's all I see If I'm gonna cry-will you wipe away my tears? If I'm gonna die-Lord please take away my fear Before I drown in sorrow-last thing that I'll say How will I laugh tomorrow-if I can't even smile today Today today-when I can't even smile today Today today-when I can't even smile today How will I laugh tomorrow-when I can't even smile todayHow will I laugh tomorrow-when I can't even smile today |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
Lying on my back, wheeled under blinding light
Shackled restraints resist my attempted fight The scalpels hovers over me, the incision is made Once again they're watching me, no new sensation, just frustration They said it was for science But I'm the human guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig The guinea pig My sleep has been altered, I open my eyes The nightmare continues, I see through their lies The papers keep turning, the tests never ends Once again they're watching me, no new sensation, just frustration They said it was for science But I feel like the human guinea pig Time may have passed on, but I won't soon forget The old sensation, pure frustration of a human guinea, guinea pig |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
Survive
You cannot understand a single word I say But you manage to hear every word anyway Your eyes they always seem to be fixed on me But not for love but for misery You say nothing yet still I hear I am the thing that you most fear I cause the pain deep in your heart Oh, how I love to tear your world apart Well, I feel your pain and I survive And I survive I see your anger, I can hardly wait How it feels so good to cause you such hate Tried to ignore me, thought I'd go away But I'm back for good, I'm here to stay You say nothing yet still I hear I am the thing that you most fear I cause the pain deep in your heart Oh, how I love to tear your world apart Well, I feel your pain and I survive You say nothing yet still I hear I am the thing that you most fear I cause the pain deep in your heart Oh, how I love to tear your world apart Well, I feel your pain and I survive And I survive, survive You thought that you could get the best of me To put me down it seemed so easily I take such pride in the work I do You hoped I'd fail but I'm not like you You say nothing yet still I hear I am the thing that you most fear I cause the pain deep in your heart Oh, how I love to tear your world apart Well, I feel your pain and I survive I feel your pain so I survive |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
Yesterday, as I went out the house
I saw a body lying down quiet as a mouse Lying face down in the sewer I got up close and realized that I knew her All her organs coming from her insides Slashed up skin sliced up hide Turned over and saw the tire tracks on her head That's when I realized she was dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead Twisted body chopped off feet Her body was minced meat Bugs crawling on her arms She's dead, can't do no harm Gnarled up legs, broken and bent Her last breath has been spent I wonder, how much would I pay To get your mom killed in such a bloody way I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I watched her as she bled Chewed off toes on her chopped off feet I took a picture cuz I thought it looked neat But the thing I liked seeing the best Was the rodents using her hair as a nest I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead Twisted body chopped off feet Her body was minced meat Bugs crawling on her arms She's dead, can't do no harm Gnarled up legs, broken and bent Her last breath has been spent I know, that she won't really be missed But make it look good at her funeral and giver her a little kiss I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw her lying in a pool of red I think it's the greatest thing I'll ever see Your dead mommy right in front of me I'll always remember her lying dead on the floor I hope she dies twenty times more I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead Twisted body chopped off feet Her body was minced meat Bugs crawling on her arms She's dead, can't do no harm Gnarled up legs, broken and bent Her last breath has been spent I wonder, how much would I pay To get your mom killed in such a bloody way |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
I shot Reagan I shot Sadat
I'm gonna shoot you dead in heaven you'll rot You're gonna rot in heaven, hear an Angels voice You're too bad for hell although it's your first choice Rot in heaven, you're too bad for hell Rot in heaven, cause you're forgiven in hell I shot Lennon, I shot the Pope I shot the devil now you ain't got no hope You're gonna rot in heaven, hear an Angels voice You're too bad for hell although it's your first choice |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
In times of trouble fall to my knees and I look to the sky
Cause me, me I want more The classification of our heart's a sin Cause me, me I want more Don't wanna pump nobody's gas-I want more Don't wanna kiss my boss's ass-I want more Don't wanna take the first job I find-I want more Don't wanna dig coal out of a mine-I want more Slaving in a factory, a different kind of insanity Feels like I'm locked in a cage Working like a maniac, gave myself a heart attack For a job that pays minimum wage Don't wanna work at the golden arches-I want more Don't wanna was no rich man's cars-I want more Don't wanna be nobody's gardener-I want more Don't wanna be no garbage man-I want more Slaving in a factory, a different kind of insanity Feels like I'm locked in a cage Working like a maniac, gave myself a heart attack For a job that pays minimum wage I sit and reflect about all that I've learned and all that I've seen Cause me me I want more The memories come and they go away Cause me me I want more Don't wanna pump nobody's gas-I want more Don't wanna kiss my boss's ass-I want more Don't wanna take the first job I find-I want more Don't wanna dig coal out of a mine-I want more I want more |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
Why do I wake up in the morning-nothing's changed since the day of my
birth Why do I wake up in the morning-I make no difference on this earth Strength has left-has to be-something has died inside of me If I don't wake up in the morning-at my funeral would anyone care If I don't wake up in the morning-would anyone even be there You can put me down-you can put me out, you can try to ignore But now you're gonna hear me when I shout WAKE UP Why should I wake up in the morning-it be just another wasted day Why should I wake up in the morning-don't do nothing right anyway That was then-not anymore-now I go blasting out the door I'm gonna wake up in the morning-I'll prove you wrong I will not fail I'm gonna wake up in the morning-I'm gonna blaze a brand new trail Might not be smart, but if I'm strong I know for sure no one ever will prove me wrong |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
so you're gonna be institutionalized you'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes you won't have any say they'll brainwash you until you see their way (chorus) they stuck me in an institution said it was the only solution to give me the needed professional help to protect from the enemy myself they give you a white shirt with long sleeves tied around your back, you're treated like thieves drug you up because they're lazy it's too much work to help a crazy (chorus) they say they're gonna fix my brain alleviate my suffering and my pain but by the time they fix my head mentally i'll be dead
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
I got a story to tell, now listen up real well
Pay attention this way to what I got to say Took it to the street, rap to the people we meet Now we쨈re rocking out hard to the Suicidal beat Tried to deny our right, so we쨈re putting up a fight Just doing our thang, they tried to call it a gang Saw the way we look, that쨈s all that it took That쨈s all she wrote, they had their scapegoat Dressed down, homeboyz, minority-join the Army We쨈re the few, we쨈re the proud, we like to jam it loud The music we play won쨈t have it any other way We쨈re armed to the bone with our music and our tone Recruiting on the street fwith the sound of our beat Growing larger every day and every time we play Don쨈t need no college plan, we쨈re just a hard-rocking band We like our music to please but we ain쨈t gonna appease No pressure쨈s too much to make us change our touch Hardcore, metal, the new wave We쨈re not a gang-join the Army Don쨈t be no fool, don쨈t let your prejudice rule Don쨈t judge why your fear, judge us by your ear Can쨈t believe every word of every story that you쨈ve heard Just play the song, I know you쨈ll start to rock along Well I don쨈t care 쨈bout the clothes you wear It쨈s the size of your heart, not the length of your hair Don쨈t make no difference to me, the color that you be Black, white or brown, it쨈s all the same to me Well if you still don쨈t believe you best get up and leave Do what you must do, but this ain쨈t the place for you You got no right but if you start a fight We쨈ll be rockin쨈 your head but with our fists instead I쨈ll fight it with the band, right down till the end Ask anyone I쨈ve met, this ain쨈t no idle threat Don쨈t flap no fit and it won쨈t come to this Bust as for me, I쨈m down with the Army New York, London, Venice Why join a gang? Join the Army Suicidal rock-join the Army Suicidal rock-join the Army Suicidal rock-join the Army Suicidal rock-join the Army Suicidal rock-I want you to join the Army-S.T. |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
I never said I don't like religion-I just don't like TV You say control my temper-but when I feel like shit, I feel like shit You say I got a bad attitude-around you that comes naturally CHORUS You say I need more compassion-I can forgive, I just can't forget And I'll always be-ST Cause I was born to be-ST Not afraid to die-ST Cause I'm down OG-ST Don't get down on me-ST Just you promise me-ST Yo got to carry on-ST You gotta carry on-ST Am I supposed to believe everything-or just everything said by you? Why can't I ask any questions if what you say is true And what did He say? And how can you call me stupid-when you don't understand what I say And how can you call me evil-have you spoken to God today- CHORUS As long as your heart beats-pledge your allegiance You can call me ugly-but I still dress the way I choose How you gonna judge me-you've never taken a walk in my shoes Why don't you ever trust me when I'm smiling-is it a sin to have fun? And why should I repent when there's nothin' wrong with anything that I've done CHORUS Suicidal Suicidal Suicidal Pledge your allegiance.................................................... |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
when i go down the street the people watch me shiver and shake i'm a prisoner of a demon i think my head's about to break it stays with me wherever i go i can't break away from its hold this must be punishment for selling my soul (chorus) too much pressure my pulse is rising my heart is pounding my head really hurts i can't take it all this pressure )from all these things inside of me everywhere i look i see them everywhere i go they're at what did i do to deserve this why won't they just leave my body are they people or are they spirits do they belong to the human race why do they want me so bad why won't they come out of their hiding place i can't see them but i know they're here i can feel it in my veins all this pressure on my body is causing all my strength to drain (chorus) am i crazy or am i insane or have i already lost my mind is it real or is it fake or am i in a permanent bind am i in power or am i a slave who in the hell is in control am i still living or am i dead do i still have a soul i know i can't keep going this way i have to give my mind some leisure if i keep on going like this i never again will taste pleasure if they will not break the oath i will have to disband i have lost all control this thing has now taken command possessed
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
Louiche/Mike Muir)
Let's skate! Seemed like such an innocent toy Got a skate at eight years old He was the All-American boy Now the story can be told Beware he's possessed to skate! Skating takes him up in height He's a pilot on a modern flight See him flying through the air If he don't land then he don't care CHORUS When he skates-he skates Cause he never hesitates Cause he rips-he rips Like a modern gladiator ain't got no fears He's the wizard on the wheels So skate He shoots the pool like a launching pad Skating is all that's on his mind If it ain't insane then you can't get rad He's skating radical all the time CHORUS Beware he's possessed to skate! Six foot airiels inverts backside Looks like a magic carpet ride Optical illusion it must be He redefines insanity CHORUS Doesn't understand why you'd wanna walk Ain't got time to sit and talk Used to be just like you and me Now he's an outcast of society Beware he's possessed to skate! And the skating's getting radical -------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
flashing pictures on my screen shown too quickly to be seen does not register in my conscious mind propaganda of another kind they're fucking with me subliminally they're fucking with me subliminally (chorus) danger-nightmare doomsday-nightmare murder-nightmare nightmare-nightmare watching tv, i start to cry for no reason, i don't know why could it be from messages on my tv which i'm getting subliminally? they're fucking with me subliminally they're fucking with me subliminally (chorus) mind control the easiest way sponsored by the cia it's a weapon you cannot see it's propaganda subliminally they're fucking with me subliminally they're fucking with me subliminally (chorus)
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
father forgive me for i know not what i do i tried everything but i'll leave it up to you i don't want to live, i don't know why i don't have no reasons, i just want to die (chorus) i'm a suicidal failure, i've got to get some help i have suicidal tendencies but i can't kill myself i'm tired of this way of life, my patience has expried i'm barely just 20 but my life i will retire i went down to a rifle store, i bought myself a gun i point it at my head but i couldn't get the job done (chorus) i took all my mother's sleeping pills i jumped off a freeway bridge i drank three kinds of poison and drove my car off a ridge i beat myself with a bat put a noose around my head i overdosed on heroin but i'm still not dead (chorus) death may not be the answer it can't be all that great but me i'm not into living with life i can't relate by some masochistic reasoning i think that it will be fun i want to start my second life now so shoot me with your gun (chorus) i'm looking forward-suicidal i'm really bored-suicidal you wanna die-suicidal then die-suicidal honestly-suicidal at the game-suicidal at my school-suicidal at the bar-suicidal suicidal suicidal suicidal suicidal
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
A birth that came from more than sound
Now rages on from town to town A giant grows more every day And now the maniac is here to stay A feeling you can't kill It's the power, it's a will Controls your thoughts but you can't see Just when you thought it safe he suddenly appears He feels no pain, he has no mercy or no fears He gives the message and your mind is filled with blue And now the maniac lives inside of you (Chorus) He's back. The suicidal maniac. Each day he grows more and more He's bigger now than ever before His thoughts he'll compromise on never He can't be stopped. He'll live forever Blast away through the mind A power of another kind A presence that is growing out of sound And now it's come, the time the maniac I'll meet He takes my hand and now I bow down to his feet His love for me is like a father to a son And now the maniac and I are one I bow to his might Too powerful to fight It's my destiny Now the maniac lives inside of me He's back An army at his command A strength that you can't comprehend A force unknown can now be told The power of the world he holds A feeling you can't kill It's the power. It's the will Controls your thoughts but you can't see Just when you thought it safe he suddenly appears He feels no pain, he has no mercry or no fears He gives the message and your mind is filled with blue And now the maniac's a part of you And the time has come. The maniac you'll meet He takes your hand and now you bow down to his feet His love for you is like a father to a son And now the maniac and you are one (Chorus) |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
Suicide's an alternative
Sick of people - no ones real Sick of chicks - they're all bitches Sick of you - you're to hip Sick of life - it sucks Suicide's an alternative Sick of trying - what's the point Sick of talking - no one listens Sick of listening - its all lies Sick of thinking - just end up confused Sick of moving - never get nowhere Sick of myself - don't wanna live Sick and tired - and no one cares Sick of life - it sucks Sick of politics - for the rich Sick of power - only oppresses Sick of government - full of tyrants Sick of school - total brainwash Sick of music - top 40 sucks Sick of myself - don't wanna live Sick and tired - and no one cares Sick of life - it sucks Suicide's an alternative Sick of life - it sucks Sick and tired - and no one cares Sick of myself - don't wanna live Sick of living - I'm gonna die |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
(Turn the lights down? I think I lost something)
Ya! Thrashing…Thrashing…Thrashing…Thrashing… Mmm, think it over...Mmm, think it over… Mmm, think it over...Mmm, think I think I think I got Hey...Hey...Hey...S-S-S-S-S-S-S-Suicyco Mania (Mania-Mania-Mania) Don’t you talk about Lord and even don’t look out (Even don’t look out, even) Don’t you talk about Lord, no, you’re leaving still (Here, it’s for me) Give me the keys, gonna set you free, going near Getting closer, when can I see you when you’re together? Where you going with a (Suicyco Mania) You got that (Suicyco Mania) Go kill ‘er (Suicyco Mania) I guess that (Suicyco Mania) Corridor...Same ol’ ten… It’s coming down...so long...right there with you Getting into some trouble with me, getting it right up for speed Don’t have to get ‘em anymore Taking him into master stains, taking him back to what’s-her-name? Taking him in from salty rain Then I caught you decimate, get up what you gotta say Get up what you gotta dare Ooh...Ooh...Ooh...Ooh (Suicyco Mania) Feels just like we’re being in love when I get you to the sky Silhouettes have been away Breaking down this whiskey can, taking down, it’s all the same Getting down, it’s all for me Peter Piper Pickled Liver, whene’er I go see him surf We go back into the due We’re supposed to let you know, feel like what you gotta go Feel like what was in a soul Ooh...Ooh...Ooh...Ooh (Suicyco Mania) No no no (Wah ha ha ha ha ha) No no no no no no no (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) Yipe yipe yipe yipe yipe yipe yipe (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) Guess again, guess again, guess again, guess again Think I’m a bitch... Think I’m a bitch... Think I’m a bitch... Think I’m a bitch... Think I’m a bitch... Think I’m a bitch... Think I’m a bitch... You got that (Suicyco Mania) We’re putting in...We’re gonna deal it with your...I’m feeling lonely The rollers still got that (Suicyco Mania) You got that (Suicyco Mania) Go sit down (Suicyco Mania) We got that (Suicyco Mania) If you don’t know, if you don’t know, we never never would |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
I wrote a letter just the other day to nobody in particular
But if anyone were to read a bit-they'd think I was a bit peculiar But it matters not what they think of me, it's only what I know is real And so all that's left that matters now-is that the feeling's back CHORUS The feeling's back and you just can't stop it The feeling's back and you just can't stop it I fought a thousand times-I never knew the meaning of the word fear Till that one day when I stood alone-staring straight into the mirror It's not a pretty sight-and even worse it's so hard to face Until I realize I'm the only one that put me in this place CHORUS I'm gonna breathe I'm gonna live-that's right-nothing's gonna stop me I7m gonna shout I'm gonna scream-that's right-nothing's gonna stop me I'm gonna run I'm gonna fly-that's right-nothing's gonna stop me I'm gonna fight I'm gonna win-that's right-nothing's gonna stop me Nothing's gonna stop me, nothing's gonna stop me now- Cause the feeling's back and you gotta love the feeling I dug my hole too deep-I couldn't admit, I didn't know when to stop But you can only dig your hole six feet until the dirt comes back on top I've got a long way left to climb but I'll still look you straight in the eye And I can honestly say I'll never quit-not even on the day I die CHORUS |
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from Suicidal Tendencies - F.N.G. (2003)
I gotta gotta get away, get away from the human race I gotta gotta take a trip, gotta take a trip out of this place I don't know what to pack, never been to a trip at the mind CHORUS I don't know what I'll see, don't even know what I'll find Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain- Do you know what I'm saying Well I'm going insane I took a wrong turn and ended up at my heart Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain- Thank it for working overtime in pain and misery I t could barely even pump no blood it was so thrashed and torn apart CHORUS Then I set back on the trail, headed for my destiny Fly with me Flying free Tripping You must be tripping Trip, trip, tripping Ya ya ya ya you're tripping I cannot stop this trip, I forgot to pack the brakes Crashed straight into a concrete wall of my mistakes But that's alright with me, cause that's where most of my memories lay Ended up in a cemetary of a thousand wasted days |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Process Of Belief (2002)
With nothing better to do
No one to come home to I woefully conclude To take it out on you I'm bored to the extreme, this world of foolish dreams Disillusion, I am not who I seem to be Yeah sure, I might do harm and bear my right to arm Retribution, if only someone would listen to me Listen to me Listen to me Listen to me Listen to me A room, an empty shelf A book on mental health I look for inner wealth By punishing myself I'm bored to the extreme, this world of foolish dreams Disillusion, I am not who I seem to be Yeah sure, I might do harm and bear my right to arm Retribution, if only someone would listen to me Listen to me Listen to me Listen to me Listen to me |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Process Of Belief (2002)
She said "thanks, but I'm broken
I guess you must have misspoken What a laugh I've never been chosen by anyone" She was barely a teen, hanging out in between, just a part of the scene With mercurial smile and incurable style, she was only a dream How's that he didn't know a thing about Making love to the kind of girl you read about? He said "I'm bound to be broken My daddy bet that I'd amount to nothing He won't let Anybody show him anything" He was a troubled child, had been down for a while, always kept to himself Though she couldn't defend he only wanted a friend, now he's made something else It's so sad, no one saw it coming The paper said that he hit the ground running Oh yeah, I know I'm not broken A little cracked, but still I'm not broken I want to laugh But I think that I'm choking on reality When the world is turning for you, don't turn on me Who are you here to repair? Well, I don't know what you mean You could never resist glorifying despair And now it's coming to you and I don't really care Well, I'm not the kind to insist You couldn't have missed, we must coexist So please listen to me There is no such thing as human debris Oh yeah, I know I'm not broken A little cracked but that amounts to nothing I want to laugh I'm not joking I'm unbroken, I said I'm unbroken A little cracked, it's just a token I'm really not broken Well, I guess I'm unbroken |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Process Of Belief (2002)
I'm incurable but durable, it's easy to see
Lack of restraint is a complaint of those around me I know that others postpone Gratification, well I lack that affectation Let's get it right There's no end in sight And I can't stop, can't stop it, can't stop, can't stop it Can't stop, it's shocking but I just can't stop it Uncontrollable, I'm inconsolable My pleasure center is the shelter for a reptile I hate when I gotta tolerate Frustration, see I lack the motivation Let's set this straight I never wait And I can't stop, can't stop it, can't stop, can't stop it Can't stop, it's shocking but I just can't stop it |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Process Of Belief (2002)
Who do you believe can put some meaning in your life?
Meaning in your life, meaning in your life Who do you conceive to provide you guidance and light? Guidance and light, guidance and light Are they waiting for you in the by and by? Do you even have to try? Headed for eternity and destined for nothing The future isn't difficult to see It's easy to confuse grand design with life's repercussions Lament not your vanquished fantasy, it's only destiny Why do you consent to live in ignorance and fear? Ignorance and fear, ignorance and fear Ancient people succumbed to it, can it happen here? Can it happen here, can it happen here? Does it make you suffer 'cause you have to die? Is it best to live a lie? Headed for eternity and destined for nothing The future isn't difficult to see It's easy to confuse grand design with life's repercussions Lament not your vanquished fantasy, it's only destiny Why can't you see? There ain't no destiny For you and me There ain't no destiny Why can't you see? There ain't no destiny For you and me There ain't no destiny Headed for eternity and destined for nothing The future isn't difficult to see It's easy to confuse grand design with life's repercussions Lament not your vanquished fantasy, it's only destiny |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Process Of Belief (2002)
A new age of reason, brains treason to trick the mind
What good is searching if nothing's there to find? We arrive at this place of no return, my brothers Only to discover that our minds have led us away so far from the painful truth of who we are What's right is wrong, what's come has gone, what's clear and pure is not so sure It came to me All promises become a lie, all that's benign corrupts in time The fallacy of epiphany Come forth, bear witness, see the profit from your loss Beg for forgiveness only after you tally the cost We arrive at this place of no return, my sisters Only to discover that our values ran us aground on the shore, in the sea of what we could be What's right is wrong, what's come has gone, what's clear and pure is not so sure It came to me All promises become a lie, all that's benign corrupts in time The fallacy of epiphany If it's real to me, do I have to prove it to you? Why do revelations fade to cold blue untruths? It's oh so relative Subservient in total to one's perspective What's right is wrong, what's come has gone, what's clear and pure is not so sure It came to me All promises become a lie, all that's benign corrupts in time The fallacy of epiphany Always failing me |
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from Bad Religion, Bad Religion - The Process Of Belief (2002)
She came from heaven, well there's no point belaboring that
I've seen some trouble and I must admit that I'm in demand I confront rejection with magnetic good intentions and yet Hey Jack, get back, in fact, don't do that I act sharp but feel uncertain 'Cause next time it could be curtains Evangeline, conspirator so fine Lend me your faith 'cause mine is broken Compared to mine What is your crime, Evangeline? Now just to be certain, let's be sure to set the record straight I could use an angel but I don't intend to split up the take Never go for treason, but I got reasons that don't warrant debate My act's intact and in fact you're not all that You act sure but you're uncertain 'Cause next time it could be curtains Evangeline, conspirator so fine Lend me your faith 'cause mine is broken Compared to mine What is your crime, Evangeline? Well, there's no use turning back It's already much too late When the house is burning Evangeline, conspirator so fine Lend me your faith 'cause mine is broken Compared to mine What is your crime, Evangeline? |