Bad Religion Kyoto Now!

It’s a matter of prescience

No, not the science fiction kind

It’s all about ignorance,

and greed, and miracles for the blind

the media parading, disjointed politics

founded on petrochemical plunder

and we’re its hostages

If you stand to reason

you’re in the game

the rules might be elusive

but our pieces are the same

and you know if one goes down we all go down as well

the balance is precarious as anyone can tell

this world’s going to hell

Don’t allow

this mythologic hopeful monster to exact its price

Kyoto now!

We can’t do nothing and I think someone else will make it right

You might not think it matters now

But what if you are wrong

You might not think there’s any wisdom in a fucked up punk rock song

But the way it is

cannot persist for long

a brutal sun is rising on a sick horizon

It’s in the way

we live our lives

exactly like the double-edge of a cold familiar knife

and supremacy weighs heavy on the day

it’s never really what you own but what you threw away

and how much did you pay?

In your dreams

You saw a steady state a bounty for eternity

Silent screams

but now the wisdom that sustains us is in full retreat

Don’t allow

this mythologic hopeful monster isn’t worth the risk

Kyoto now!

We can’t have vision for the future if it can’t be fixed

Alien

We need a fresh and new religion to run our lives

Hand in hand

the arid torpor of inaction will be our demise

Oh, Kyoto now!

Bad Religion Sanity

There’s a watch in my pocket and its hands are broken.

The face is blank but the gears are turning.

Confusion is a fundamental state of mind.

It doesn’t really matter what I’m figuring out.

I’m guaranteed to wind up in a state of doubt

And sanity is a full-time job

In a world that is always changing,

And sanity is a state of mind

That you believe in, sanity.

There’s a shadow on the wall where the paint is peeling.

My body’s moving forward but my mind is reeling.

Depression is a fundamental state of mind.

It doesn’t really matter how my day has turned out.

I always end up living in this world of doubt

And sanity is a full-time job

In a world that is always changing,

And sanity will make you strong

If you believe in sanity.

And sanity is a full-time job

In a world that is always changing,

And sanity is a state of mind

That you believe in, sanity.

Bad Religion Oligarchy

Presidential election every four years

But neither man we can see or hear

Urgent cries for society

But he can’t see the blood on me

Do you see?

Do you see too much for me?

Try that with our oligarchy,

Try that with our oligarchy

Oligarchy, oligarchy

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Bad Religion It’s A Long Way To The Promise Land

it’s a long way to the promise land

so you’d better well know your way

where’s a ship on the ocean

and an albatross who is trying to lead you astray

leaders, politicians, and power whores

are in line to receive your choice

and you bet your ass, if you give it to them,

they will gladly take your voice

and it’s a long way to the promise land

wo-oh oh oh oh

it’s a long way to the promise land,

if we work we might find it here

there’s no substitute for enlightenment,

there’s no reason for bridled fear

when you join the people who’ve joined the club

you gotta clench and play your hand

cuz if you fall in line you’re gonna fall in time

and you’ll never make a stand

it’s a long way to the promise land

wo-oh oh oh oh

what are you going to do?

when they call for you?

bend and capitulate?

or keep your head on straight?

easy answers bought without experience,

is gonna lead you to certain doom

because the truth is just what you make of it,

it begins and ends with you!

and it’s a long way to the promise land

wo-oh oh oh oh

Bad Religion 1,000 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?

Kaleidoscoping images of love on the way.

Brother you’d better get down on your knees and pay.

1,000 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 ensconsed within the murky deep.

So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray?

Kaleidoscoping images of love on the way.

Brother you’d better get down on your knees and pay.

1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day.

Bad Religion Only Entertainment

Transfixated on the big blue screen

its your window to the outside

a melancholy dream

a medium upon which you build reality

this episodic currency

that everybody needs

somebodies delivery lulls you to sleep

the man behind the weather map

the editor in chief

they control two worlds

power and disease

and you cannot supress you curiosity

but see it’s only entertainment

superficial urgency

posterboard mentality

only entertainemnt

tightly constrained

the buzz that remains

is the story of how we run our lives

many our the people poor and suffering

from the lack of coverage

from the transmission beam

and if it ever gets there

you’ll be offended too

’cause you cannot distinguish

chicanery from truth

see it’s only entertainment

a superficial episode

as life continues to unfold

only entertainment

controlled and copied

they’ve planted the seed

that sprouts into your picture of the world

can’t someone protect me (turn away, turn away)

from this electron beam?

hey you, Mr. FCC

have you no advice for me?

Bad Religion Adam’s Atoms

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’s chronometer uptight and underwhelmed,

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 remains.

A psychosymbiotical reflection on the waves,

Eternal as the night and day.

Night and day…

Omnipresent sealers 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 everyday,

Then will we ever find a way?

Find a way…

Not with a religionists gaze.

Adam’s atoms remain.

Adam’s atoms betray.

Adam’s atoms remain.

Bad Religion Dharma And The Bomb

Wasted days and cigarettes.

Cracked cement and palms.

Bodhidharma has gone fission

With your vedic mom.

Yeah, the Sergeant Major is dreamin’ of genie

And she’s armed with a borrowed polka-dot bikini, oh yeah.

Tomorrow’s coming down

Like dharma and the bomb.

Falling down, falling down.

Like dharma and the bomb.

Falling down, falling down.

Like dharma and the bomb.

The shallows seem evangelical

When you’re slammed up against a wall.

And you’re stoked to watch all creation

Go over the falls.

Yeah, Kali is coming and you’d better believe it.

That girl’s got the atom and the bhagavad ghita, oh yeah.

Samsara’s coming down

Like dharma and the bomb.

Falling down, falling down.

Like dharma and the bomb.

Falling down, falling down.

Like dharma and the bomb.

Bad Religion Mediocre Minds

Look around the country, an abundance you’ll find of

Mediocre minds

Sift trough the fodder as the sane justice declines because of

Mediocre minds

Shrouded under cover, the most flamboyant guise hides a

Mediocre mind

You got yours but you can never bend mine with your

Mediocre minds

When the cry foul you had better watch out becaus you never know which

aptitude they’r griping about

Don’t act too smart for their stenoscopic ways

You’ll be discarded away

Reason’s not to be what the privileged define with their

Mediocre minds

So many sighted people act so helplessly

Blind from their

Mediocre minds

If you want attention then you will be asked to bend but the surest

insurrection is enlightenment

Then you can live outside inharmoniously

An enemy

They wanna keep me locked away

`Cuz I’m an overactive brain

Leaders, presidents and the nightly news guys cater to

Mediocre minds

Reason’s not to be what the privileged define with their

Mediocre minds

You got yours but you can never bend mine with your

Mediocre minds

The only natural thing that I despise are

Mediocre minds

Bad Religion Changing Tide

Every day’s the same routine of endless chores and boring details.

And you know you’re waiting for the perfect condition for your ship to set sail.

But of course, the climate’s always changing.

Clinging to the past has got you straining.

Comes the recognition now you’re on a mission that is born to fail,

Leave it!

Brothers, say goodbye.

Sisters, don’t you cry, yeah.

All embrace the times.

Wade into the changing tide.

Searching for philosophy of life can be a drag on the soul.

Nowadays we pick and choose the pieces from other people’s wisdom of old.

But of course, the climate’s always changing.

Clinging to the past has got you straining.

Realizing all your most cherished beliefs are subject to rot and mold.

C’mon!

Brothers, say goodbye.

Sisters, don’t you cry, yeah.

All embrace the times.

Wade into the changing tide.