Bad Religion - Testovi pesama
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Faith In God
It's alright to have faith in god
But when you bend to their rules and the fucking lies
That's when I start to have to pity you
You're living on a mound of dirt
But you can't explain your reason for existence
So you blame it on god
So much hatred in this world
And you can't decide who is pulling the strings
So you figure its god
Your whole life foreshadows death
And you finally realize you don't want to die alone
So you'll always have god
There are people in this world today who say they're Jewish, Christian and such
They're all ignorant fools
They tell you, you can't have your own way
Unless you pay money and dedicate your whole life
Or you'll be damned in hell
Don't be feeble like all of them
You have your own brain full of thoughts and choices
So use it, don't let them use you!
It's alright to have faith in god
But when you bend to their rules and the fucking lies
That's when I start to have to pity you
You're living on a mound of dirt
But you can't explain your reason for existence
So you blame it on god
So much hatred in this world
And you can't decide who is pulling the strings
So you figure its god
Your whole life foreshadows death
And you finally realize you don't want to die alone
So you'll always have god
There are people in this world today who say they're Jewish, Christian and such
They're all ignorant fools
They tell you, you can't have your own way
Unless you pay money and dedicate your whole life
Or you'll be damned in hell
Don't be feeble like all of them
You have your own brain full of thoughts and choices
So use it, don't let them use you!
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Fuck Armageddon...This Is Hell
There's people out there who say I'm no good
Because I don't believe in things that I should
And when the final conflict comes
I'll be so sorry I did wrong and hope and pray
That our lord god will think I'm good
Countries manufacture bombs and guns
To kill your brother for something that he hasn't even done
Smog is ruining my lungs, but aren't sorry they've done wrong
They hide behind their lies that they're helping everyone
In the end the good will go to heaven up above
The bad shall perish in the depths of hell
How can hell be any worse, when life alone is such a curse?
Fuck Armageddon this is hell!
There's people out there who say I'm no good
Because I don't believe in things that I should
And when the final conflict comes
I'll be so sorry I did wrong and hope and pray
That our lord god will think I'm good
Countries manufacture bombs and guns
To kill your brother for something that he hasn't even done
Smog is ruining my lungs, but aren't sorry they've done wrong
They hide behind their lies that they're helping everyone
In the end the good will go to heaven up above
The bad shall perish in the depths of hell
How can hell be any worse, when life alone is such a curse?
Fuck Armageddon this is hell!
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Pity
I show pity on the human race
On the ignorant plenty who devote their lives
To an icon they've never known
I show pity on eons past when early man
Started the first civilization
And human aggression was born
I show pity on the future to come
When government systems will be omnipotent
And we'll be worse off... than we are now
Pity... Pity
On the billions of ignorant people
On the masses of aggression
On the future centuries to come
It's all a matter of looking at the past
It's all a question, are we gonna last?
If we endure the aggression that's inside all of us
We'll wipe out our own species and thus...
The world
I show pity on the human race
On the ignorant plenty who devote their lives
To an icon they've never known
I show pity on eons past when early man
Started the first civilization
And human aggression was born
I show pity on the future to come
When government systems will be omnipotent
And we'll be worse off... than we are now
Pity... Pity
On the billions of ignorant people
On the masses of aggression
On the future centuries to come
It's all a matter of looking at the past
It's all a question, are we gonna last?
If we endure the aggression that's inside all of us
We'll wipe out our own species and thus...
The world
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In The Night
In the city the day is too hot and you're hoping for relief
'Cuz your head is filled with pain
But you get no relief 'cuz the night is the same
In the night you see through jaded eyes
In the night you feel barely alive
You live your life in darkness, you've got pennies on your eyes
And you say that its alright 'cuz you've never lived a lie
As you crawl back to your womb like existence in the night
You can't see any light but you hear those heavy footsteps
And the little man inside twists your tormented mind
Your head is filled with shadows, your palms are wet with sweat
Limbs are bound and tangled in a fatal net
There are two things you can do
One is to turn and fight, the other is run headlong into the night
The breathing at your side, is it yours or is it good-bye?
In the city the day is too hot and you're hoping for relief
'Cuz your head is filled with pain
But you get no relief 'cuz the night is the same
In the night you see through jaded eyes
In the night you feel barely alive
You live your life in darkness, you've got pennies on your eyes
And you say that its alright 'cuz you've never lived a lie
As you crawl back to your womb like existence in the night
You can't see any light but you hear those heavy footsteps
And the little man inside twists your tormented mind
Your head is filled with shadows, your palms are wet with sweat
Limbs are bound and tangled in a fatal net
There are two things you can do
One is to turn and fight, the other is run headlong into the night
The breathing at your side, is it yours or is it good-bye?
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Damned To Be Free
Death and the shadow that it casts on life
Scares me a little or none
People tell me of a divine right
And the happy chosen one
I'm a freak 'cause my morals clash with
Others in my world
I go home while they work hard then
They say I'm wrong
There's only one place to be
While living with tragedy
If their sins affected me
I gotta be damned to be free
Freedom is responsibility pay more than its worth
Instincts tell us not to die
Hazy myth since birth
Learn their rules play their game
Deceive yourself in haste
Turn your own brain into dust
It's not theirs to waste
Extract the nectar burn the tree
I've gotta be damned to be free
Thinking... this world it ain't so bad
Dying... its just another fad
Working... eight hours that's not for me
Dying... it's just your destiny
Death and the shadow that it casts on life
Scares me a little or none
People tell me of a divine right
And the happy chosen one
I'm a freak 'cause my morals clash with
Others in my world
I go home while they work hard then
They say I'm wrong
There's only one place to be
While living with tragedy
If their sins affected me
I gotta be damned to be free
Freedom is responsibility pay more than its worth
Instincts tell us not to die
Hazy myth since birth
Learn their rules play their game
Deceive yourself in haste
Turn your own brain into dust
It's not theirs to waste
Extract the nectar burn the tree
I've gotta be damned to be free
Thinking... this world it ain't so bad
Dying... its just another fad
Working... eight hours that's not for me
Dying... it's just your destiny
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White Trash (2nd Generation)
Wasted children, fixed blank eye, blood and sweat
We socialize broken homes from which they came
Beer stained Dad, compliant Mom
Fear and love much despised replaced by comfort lies
Teenage classic more cliché
One step further to the edge decays
White trash second generation
Don your crown cleanse thy nation
Are you ready to fight your morality
Right wing allies, white supremacy, pretty fascist
On the tube draped red, white, and blue
White trash second generation
Stupid follies indignation, offspring of suburban fright
Pearl white creatures of the night
Stiff blue-collar coat and tie brand new breeds
Side by side Christian ethics right extremes
Shoved down our throats as the American dream
Wasted children, fixed blank eye, blood and sweat
We socialize broken homes from which they came
Beer stained Dad, compliant Mom
Fear and love much despised replaced by comfort lies
Teenage classic more cliché
One step further to the edge decays
White trash second generation
Don your crown cleanse thy nation
Are you ready to fight your morality
Right wing allies, white supremacy, pretty fascist
On the tube draped red, white, and blue
White trash second generation
Stupid follies indignation, offspring of suburban fright
Pearl white creatures of the night
Stiff blue-collar coat and tie brand new breeds
Side by side Christian ethics right extremes
Shoved down our throats as the American dream
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American Dream
I hate my family, I hate my school, speed limits and the golden rule
Hate people who aren't what they seem more than anything else
American dream, it's gonna swallow you whole
It's bursting at the seam
It'll sweep you away so enjoy it today
Tomorrow you'll be old thus useless
I hate my job, I hate your god, I hate hypocrites and common slobs
I hate people who aren't what they seem more than anything else
American Dream, promise me today I'll have a Chevrolet
With white walls on the side, one boy one girl comfort lies
American Dream, that's OK 'cuz no one dare give you away!
I hate my family, I hate my school, speed limits and the golden rule
Hate people who aren't what they seem more than anything else
American dream, it's gonna swallow you whole
It's bursting at the seam
It'll sweep you away so enjoy it today
Tomorrow you'll be old thus useless
I hate my job, I hate your god, I hate hypocrites and common slobs
I hate people who aren't what they seem more than anything else
American Dream, promise me today I'll have a Chevrolet
With white walls on the side, one boy one girl comfort lies
American Dream, that's OK 'cuz no one dare give you away!
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Eat Your Dog
Weak and sick dying in the sand, no such thing as a promise land
Don't lose faith in a better life, reincarnation poor excuse
You're dying you assholes your religion can't help you now
Dying and starving in the fields you used to plow
Rotting bones in your barren fields
This worshipped creature is supposed to heal
He won't save you, He won't save me, see what you want to see Hindu
Religion in the minds of a working Joe
Starving and dying in the fields you used to know
You're tied and bound to a god's useless advice
Bloated stomachs and aching disease hold back the fight
In the end you'll return once more just to die again
Go on 'till you can't, no more non eternal sin
Weak and sick dying in the sand, no such thing as a promise land
Don't lose faith in a better life, reincarnation poor excuse
You're dying you assholes your religion can't help you now
Dying and starving in the fields you used to plow
Rotting bones in your barren fields
This worshipped creature is supposed to heal
He won't save you, He won't save me, see what you want to see Hindu
Religion in the minds of a working Joe
Starving and dying in the fields you used to know
You're tied and bound to a god's useless advice
Bloated stomachs and aching disease hold back the fight
In the end you'll return once more just to die again
Go on 'till you can't, no more non eternal sin
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Voice Of God Is Government
Can't you see what we believe in, all our thoughts, all our reason
Pursuit if life and liberty and happiness we can not see
You speak of truth with a mighty voice
But politics are your real choice
You hire men to change the law
Protect and serve with one small flaw
The voice of god is government
In god we trust sinners repent
If we shun god and Jesus Christ
Religious love is sacrifice
The love for god is shown in cash
The love they send is mailbox trash
With every pamphlet we receive more money
Asked for godly needs, they built a million dollar church
With money spent on gods research
On late night TV god can heal
A certain force you cannot feel
The love for money in god’s name
Religion is now a TV game
Can't you see what we believe in, all our thoughts, all our reason
Pursuit if life and liberty and happiness we can not see
You speak of truth with a mighty voice
But politics are your real choice
You hire men to change the law
Protect and serve with one small flaw
The voice of god is government
In god we trust sinners repent
If we shun god and Jesus Christ
Religious love is sacrifice
The love for god is shown in cash
The love they send is mailbox trash
With every pamphlet we receive more money
Asked for godly needs, they built a million dollar church
With money spent on gods research
On late night TV god can heal
A certain force you cannot feel
The love for money in god’s name
Religion is now a TV game
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Doing Time
See the fight old men crying deny their ruin
Watch them try the cynic laughs at the optimists closed eyes
Darkness falls, Curtain calls, the cynic's beer soon overflows
The other watches, has a drink, and from the same cup they drink
I'm doing time, how long I don't know
William had thirty-six, blew his brains out, now look at him
Johnny had only one, watched the mother mourn her only son
Salvation, cease concentration
You'll only lose the fight, don't tell me what's wrong or right
You're losing sight, you're just gonna die anyway!
See the fight old men crying deny their ruin
Watch them try the cynic laughs at the optimists closed eyes
Darkness falls, Curtain calls, the cynic's beer soon overflows
The other watches, has a drink, and from the same cup they drink
I'm doing time, how long I don't know
William had thirty-six, blew his brains out, now look at him
Johnny had only one, watched the mother mourn her only son
Salvation, cease concentration
You'll only lose the fight, don't tell me what's wrong or right
You're losing sight, you're just gonna die anyway!
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It's Only Over When...
You never know that feeling till you try,
That healing feeling can turn you all about.
And you can see the second wave of life,
That loser's triangle sets you down and out.
Don't misread,
Don't mislead,
You could be your only friend.
But when the hammer comes down
And you don't hear a sound,
You can look all around and see...
That it's only over when you give up!
You never know that feeling till you try,
That healing feeling can turn you all about.
And you can see the second wave of life,
That loser's triangle sets you down and out.
Don't misread,
Don't mislead,
You could be your only friend.
But when the hammer comes down
And you don't hear a sound,
You can look all around and see...
That it's only over when you give up!
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Chasing The Wild Goose
There was a man who banged his head against a wall,
He banged for 20 years, the damn thing wouldn't fall.
He left an honest life, he left a broken wife,
He left it all behind, just to see what he could find.
Millions and millions chase the wild goose tonight.
To conquer loneliness they'll chase it all their lives,
And when they find it they can just lay down and die.
It seems the game is mostly pointless in the presence of the prize.
There was a woman who had a man as cold as ice,
He built four walls so strong and he kept her locked inside.
She harbored loneliness, her husband couldn't guess,
That she'd take off her dress and kill herself without a mess.
There was a man who banged his head against a wall,
He banged for 20 years, the damn thing wouldn't fall.
He left an honest life, he left a broken wife,
He left it all behind, just to see what he could find.
Millions and millions chase the wild goose tonight.
To conquer loneliness they'll chase it all their lives,
And when they find it they can just lay down and die.
It seems the game is mostly pointless in the presence of the prize.
There was a woman who had a man as cold as ice,
He built four walls so strong and he kept her locked inside.
She harbored loneliness, her husband couldn't guess,
That she'd take off her dress and kill herself without a mess.
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Billy Gnosis
A crack developed and a name blew in,
Billy Gnosis, weak and thin.
He moved to California to start a new life,
Because back in his hometown he just killed his wife.
Oh, Billy cant' remember his name,
Billy Gnosis was going insane.
And soaked in blue light he played and played,
I can still hear the sound he made...
Billy burned his phone and blew up his car,
He sat and watched TV and played the guitar
And read a book that made his head dim;
How could he have known that there were worms within?
And the worms ate into his brain,
Through his eyes and through his ears they came.
They made a home so they could multiply
And feed on Billy's chemicals in paradise.
A crack developed and a name blew in,
Billy Gnosis, weak and thin.
He moved to California to start a new life,
Because back in his hometown he just killed his wife.
Oh, Billy cant' remember his name,
Billy Gnosis was going insane.
And soaked in blue light he played and played,
I can still hear the sound he made...
Billy burned his phone and blew up his car,
He sat and watched TV and played the guitar
And read a book that made his head dim;
How could he have known that there were worms within?
And the worms ate into his brain,
Through his eyes and through his ears they came.
They made a home so they could multiply
And feed on Billy's chemicals in paradise.
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Time And Disregard
Part One
From the bird and the deer who live on the same
To the condominiums that litter the plain,
It took time... time and disregard.
From the green and the trees that shot high in the air
To the high-business market-men who take all that's there,
It took time... time and disregard.
Part Two
One more acre, another tree,
"It's all untamed, of course it's free."
One more acre, it seems no one cares,
"Another great chance to put a building there."
Part Three
I used to roam, wherever I would,
I'd see my friends and I'd eat what I could.
We did live together in our borderless state,
Survival our instinct, nature our fate .
Today I see borders and my friends disappear,
Man chooses my fate thus I live in fear,
Tomorrow the trucks come, I've nowhere to run,
My home is destroyed so they can have fun.
Part Four
From the wild natural wonderland from which we all came
To the cement and metal that lost all the game
It took time... time and disregard...
Part One
From the bird and the deer who live on the same
To the condominiums that litter the plain,
It took time... time and disregard.
From the green and the trees that shot high in the air
To the high-business market-men who take all that's there,
It took time... time and disregard.
Part Two
One more acre, another tree,
"It's all untamed, of course it's free."
One more acre, it seems no one cares,
"Another great chance to put a building there."
Part Three
I used to roam, wherever I would,
I'd see my friends and I'd eat what I could.
We did live together in our borderless state,
Survival our instinct, nature our fate .
Today I see borders and my friends disappear,
Man chooses my fate thus I live in fear,
Tomorrow the trucks come, I've nowhere to run,
My home is destroyed so they can have fun.
Part Four
From the wild natural wonderland from which we all came
To the cement and metal that lost all the game
It took time... time and disregard...
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The Dichotomy
Hey, did you find the pieces your mentor left behind?
And did you care, did you trade his genius for your despair?
Did you walk the line? Did you see the mongrels on either side?
Did greasy fingers grasp for pieces of your mind?
Hey, did you find the pieces your mentor left behind?
And did you care, did you trade his genius for your despair?
Did you walk the line? Did you see the mongrels on either side?
Did greasy fingers grasp for pieces of your mind?
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Million Days
When you're sitting alone, frown and groan
Over your bad day,
When you're laughing with peers
Forget your years, then be on your way.
But don't forget, all the while
That you've crossed the social mile,
And a million days is worth one good laugh.
But don't forget, all the while
That you've crossed the social mile,
And a million days is worth one good laugh.
When you're sitting alone, frown and groan
Over your bad day,
When you're laughing with peers
Forget your years, then be on your way.
But don't forget, all the while
That you've crossed the social mile,
And a million days is worth one good laugh.
But don't forget, all the while
That you've crossed the social mile,
And a million days is worth one good laugh.
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Losing Generation
The systems of life hum accordingly
Every day, every year, every century.
But everywhere humans go things get worse;
Can't you tell through the smoke in the dirty city?
The jungle was once a tranquil hideaway
For the kind of the trees and the mountains themselves.
But man those things sell a million dollars a pound,
Cut them up, dry them out, good display for the shelves.
Why can't we just leave them alone?
Who is the animal?
Who is that dangerous beast?
Why were the other ones made?
I know it wasn't just for our feast.
And now they're down to 250 lone souls,
They're a breed of a losing generation, it seems.
The killers are ourselves so you know who to blame,
It was man with his plan and his frightening greed.
I don't think we'll ever leave them alone.
The systems of life hum accordingly
Every day, every year, every century.
But everywhere humans go things get worse;
Can't you tell through the smoke in the dirty city?
The jungle was once a tranquil hideaway
For the kind of the trees and the mountains themselves.
But man those things sell a million dollars a pound,
Cut them up, dry them out, good display for the shelves.
Why can't we just leave them alone?
Who is the animal?
Who is that dangerous beast?
Why were the other ones made?
I know it wasn't just for our feast.
And now they're down to 250 lone souls,
They're a breed of a losing generation, it seems.
The killers are ourselves so you know who to blame,
It was man with his plan and his frightening greed.
I don't think we'll ever leave them alone.
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...You Give Up
You've given it all you can,
And your life is in the garbage can,
And you say you're tired and dry,
Cuz your mind won't let you cry,
So you hang up what is left inside
And you want to kiss it all goodbye.
You're lost in space, you're swirling ever higher,
You're lost on your own, you're too far from home.
You're no one's friend, you gave it your best try yeah!
You're stuck in the drone, of being alone.
You turn to light, but all you get is darkness,
Your head turns to stone, your numbness has grown.
You're stuck inside your little world of rejects,
The good world unknown, you're stuck in the drone
You've given it all you can,
And your life is in the garbage can,
And you say you're tired and dry,
Cuz your mind won't let you cry,
So you hang up what is left inside
And you want to kiss it all goodbye.
You're lost in space, you're swirling ever higher,
You're lost on your own, you're too far from home.
You're no one's friend, you gave it your best try yeah!
You're stuck in the drone, of being alone.
You turn to light, but all you get is darkness,
Your head turns to stone, your numbness has grown.
You're stuck inside your little world of rejects,
The good world unknown, you're stuck in the drone
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Re: Bad Religion - Testovi pesama
You Are (The Government)
Hey Sit down and listen and they'll tell you when you're wrong
Eradicate but vindicate as "progress" creeps along
Puritan work ethic maintains its subconscious edge
As old glory maintains your consciousness
There's a loser in the house and a puppet on a stool
And a crowded way of life and a black reflecting pool
And as the people bend the moral fabric dies
Then country can't pretend to ignore it's people's cries
You are the government
You are the volition
You are jurisdiction
And I make a difference too
Hey Sit down and listen and they'll tell you when you're wrong
Eradicate but vindicate as "progress" creeps along
Puritan work ethic maintains its subconscious edge
As old glory maintains your consciousness
There's a loser in the house and a puppet on a stool
And a crowded way of life and a black reflecting pool
And as the people bend the moral fabric dies
Then country can't pretend to ignore it's people's cries
You are the government
You are the volition
You are jurisdiction
And I make a difference too
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Re: Bad Religion - Testovi pesama
1000 More Fools
I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth
Phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth
I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes,
Inchoate beatitude, the lord of the flies.
So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray
Kaleidoscope images of love on the way,
Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay.
1000 more fools are being born every fucking day.
They try to tell me that the lamb is on the way,
With microwave transmissions they bombard us every day,
The masses are obsequious, contented in their sleep,
The vortex of their minds ensconced within the murky deep
I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth
Phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth
I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes,
Inchoate beatitude, the lord of the flies.
So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray
Kaleidoscope images of love on the way,
Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay.
1000 more fools are being born every fucking day.
They try to tell me that the lamb is on the way,
With microwave transmissions they bombard us every day,
The masses are obsequious, contented in their sleep,
The vortex of their minds ensconced within the murky deep
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