Bad Religion - Tekstovi pesama

"Politics"

Economy, technology, does it really work?
The guy running the government's another jerk
Try to teach some values and they all erode away
You're lucky if they listen to a single word you say.

What is right and what is wrong, government decides
You don't have to like the laws as long as you abide
We're all being oppressed by the upper-middle class
The government you vote for is the one that you possess.

I'm so tired and now I'm through, I'm through and so are you
Oppressive fear from presidents, it's us, not the government
We control the masses of the whole entire race
Soon our streets will all get filled without a happy face.

"Sensory Overload"

They're all just suicides, in a social way.
I'll never need that dormant time, I'll tell you why.
'Cause I think about it all the time,
I think about ?
I am ?
Sensory ? you [x2]
I don't know why, trust me,
It's bleeding me,
I don't know why, God, it's social suicide.
Sensory overload, what a hell of a time.
Gotta sensory overload, gotta free your little mind,
Free your little mi-i-mind. Oh!
Go!
'Cause I think about ?
I think about ?
Think about playing these games for real.
I wanna write down all the things I feel.
Don't wanna hide from the things I hear.
I don't know why, trust me,
Oh God it's bleeding me,
I don't know, God, it's social suicide.
Sensory overload, what a hell of a time.
Gotta sensory overload, gotta free your mind,
Free your little mi-i-mind, your little....

"Slaves"

Congress runs your daily life
They brainwash you into thinking it's freedom
We've had a war every twenty years
They make you think we really need 'em.

And we're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're all slaves under stricter masters
We're slaves.

You're brought up thinking it's bad to live in any country except this one
And when you grow into a man you realize it ain't too much fun
We're a country of democracy, we're supposed to be the best on the globe
Living's expensive, it ain't too fun unless you fall in the high-class mode

"Drastic Actions"

Heard a word, suicide,
Not from one, but from thousands that tried.
The lawyer's wife and the teenage brat,
One thing in common, they all wanted out.
And it's plain to see.
It goes for you and it goes for me,
And all the screwed up little girls and boys
All thrown in without a choice.
But I heard him say,
"I want out,
No complaints and no doubts,
Just a chance to go on."
I heard a word, suicide,
And not from one, but from thousands that died.
Want some attention and a little less regret,
A teenage fluff, little threat.
And there are those, there are those who think
That drastic actions will make them unique.
It's really all the same,
That no one's happy and nobody's to blame.
And the moral to this story is old.
It's quite taboo, seldom told.
The seed is reaped before it's sown,
A bad choice was never resolved.

"World War III"

US government blew its plans
Too much money down the can
look and listen to what the president says
The first lady's a fucking lez
They think they know it all.
America, China's about to fall
Lethargicism will overrule us
US government's wading pool

"Forget it" came from the presidents door
I'll make us have another world war
It doesn't matter what the people think.
We have to save our precious brink
Here I go I'll push the bomb.
It's headed straight for Guam.
All the rest will release soon
Into your living room

"We're Only Gonna Die From Our Own Arrogance"

Early man walked away as modern man took control.
Their minds weren't all the same, to conquer was his big goal,
So he built his great empire and slaughtered his own kind,
Then he died a confused man, killed himself with his own mind.
Go!

We're only gonna die from our own arrogance.

"Latch Key Kids"

In this world today there ain't nobody to thank,
Just blame it on the kids and toss 'em into the tank.
And if they yell for justice we'll hide them from the light
So that when they learn the truth they won't be scared of the night.
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Put the key in the hole when you get home from school.
I'll be home by 8:30, your father will too.
If you cause any trouble then I don't want to see,
'Cause you'll go straight to bed and you won't have no TV.

"Part III"

The final page is written in the books of history,
As man unleashed his deadly bombs and sent troops overseas
To fight a war which can't be won and kills the human race,
A show of greed and ignorance, man's quest for dominance.

They say when a mistake is made, a lesson has been learned
But this time, there's no second chance, the hate engulfs the world.
A million lives are lost each day, a city slowly burns,
A mother holds her dying child, but no one is concerned!

"Faith In God"

It's all right to have faith in god
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on 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's pulling the strings
So you figure it's god.

Your whole life foreshadows death
And you finally realize you don't want to die alone
So you'll always have god.

It's all right to have faith in god
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you.

It's all right to have faith in god
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you.

There's people in the world today
Who say they're Jewish, Christian and such,
They're all ignorant fools.

They'll tell you you can't have your own way
unless you pay money and dedicate your 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 all right to have faith in god
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you.

"Fuck Armageddon... This Is Hell!"

There's people out there that say I'm no good,
'Cause I don't believe the 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 they 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 will perish in the depths of hell.
How can hell be any worse when life alone is such a curse?

Fuck Armageddon, this is hell [x3]

We're living in the denoument of the battle's gripping awe,
So what's the use of being good to satisfy them all?

How could hell be any worse? Life alone is such a curse!
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell [x5]

"Pity"

I show pity on the human race,
On the ignorant plenty who devote their lives
To an icon that 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 the government system will be omnipotent
And we'll be worse off... than we are now!
Pity, pity, on the billions of ignorant people.
Pity, pity, on the masses of aggression.
Pity, pity, on the future centuries to come,
on the billions of ignorant people,
on the future centuries to come,
on the masses of aggression.
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!
Pity!
Pity on...
on the masses of aggression,
on the billions of ignorant people,
on the future centuries to come,
on the masses of ignorant people,
on the future centuries to come.

"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, in the night you see through jaded eyes.
In the night, in the night you feel barely alive.
You live your life in darkness, you've got pennies on your eyes.
But you say that it's all right, 'cuz you've never lived a lie,
As you crawl back to your womblike existence in the night.
In the night, in the night you see through jaded eyes.
In the night, in the night you feel barely alive.
You can't see no light, but you hear those heavy footsteps,
And the little man inside twists your tormented mind.
Your mind 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 turn and fight.
The other's run headlong into the night.
In the night, in the night you see through jaded eyes.
In the night, in the night you feel barely alive.
You can't see no light, but you hear those heavy footsteps,
And the breathing at your side, is it yours, or is it
Good bye!

"Damned To Be Free"

Death and the shadow that it casts on life scares me 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 the world.
I go home while they work hard, then they same 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 it's worth.
Instincts tells 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.
There's only one place to be, while living with tragedy.
Extract the nectar, burn the tree, I gotta be damned to be free
Thinking... This world it ain't so bad.
Dying... It's just another fad.
Working... 8 hours, that's not for me.
Dying... It's just your destiny.

"White Trash (2nd Generation)"

Wasted children, fixed blank eyes, blood and sweat, we socialize
Broken homes from which they come, beer-stained dad, compliant Mom.
Fear and love, much despised, replaced by comfortable lies.
Teenage classic, more cliche, one step further on the edge of decay.
White trash, 2nd generation, white trash, 2nd generation,
White trash, 2nd generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation.
Are you ready to fight for your morality? Right wing allies, white supremacy.
Pretty fascist on the tube draped in red and white and blue
White trash, 2nd generation, stupid foibles, indignation
Offspring of suburban fright, pearl-white creatures of the night
White trash, 2nd generation, white trash, 2nd generation,
White trash, 2nd generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation.
Stiff blue collar, coat and tie, brand new breeds side by side.
Christian ethic, right extremes, shoved down our throat as the American Dream.
White trash, 2nd generation, stupid foibles, indignation
Offspring of suburban fright, pearl-white creatures of the night
White trash, 2nd generation, white trash, 2nd generation,
White trash, 2nd generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation.
White trash, 2nd generation, white trash, 2nd generation,
White trash, 2nd generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation.

"American Dream"

I hate my family, hate my school, speed limits and the golden rule.
Hate people who aren't what they seem, more than anything else, American Dream.
American Dream'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.
American Dream... American Dream....
American Dream, that's ok, 'cause no one dare give you away.
I hate my job, I hate your god, I hate hypocrites and common slobs.
Hate people who aren't what they seem, more than anything else, American Dream.
Promise me today I'll have a Chevrolet, with whitewalls on the side,
One boy, one girl, comfortable lies
The American Dream... American Dream...
American Dream, that's ok, 'cause no one dare give you away.
American Dream!

"Eat Your Dog"

Weak and sick, dying in the sand, no such thing as a promised 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. Worshipped creature's supposed to heal.
He won't save you and he won't save me. See what you want to see.
Hindu religion in the mind 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 from aching diseases hold back the fight.
In the end you'll return once more to die again.
Go on 'til you can't no more in non-eternal sin.

"Voice Of God Is Government"

Neighbors, no one loves you like he loves you,
And no one cares like he cares.
Neighbors, let us join today in the holy love of God and money,
Because neighbors, no one loves you like He loves you.
And what better way to show your love than to dig deep into your pockets.
Dig real deep, until it hurts. Alleviate your guilt,
Free yourself once again, because he gave to you, brothers and sisters.
Please give a 10, 25, or 50 dollar tax-deductible donation,
And I assure you your modest pledge will be used to censor TV and radio,
Ban questionable books, and contribute to many other Godly services.
No longer will young Christian Americans hedonistically indulge
In masochistic submission to rhythmic music, for with your monetary support,
There is no end to what we can achieve in this country.
The voice of God is government. The voice of God is government.
The voice of God is government. In God we trust, sinners repent!
(1,2,3,4)
Can't you see what we believe in, all our thoughts, all our reasons,
Pursuit of life and liberty and happiness we cannot see?
Speak of truth with a mighty voice, but politics are your real choice.
Hire men to change the law, protect and serve with one small flaw.
Voice of God is government. The voice of God is government.
Voice of God is government. In God we trust, sinners repent!
If we shun God and Jesus Christ, religious love is sacrifice.
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.
Build a million dollar church, with money spent on God's research.
Voice of God is government. The voice of God is government.
Voice of God is government. In God we trust, sinners repent!
On late night TV, God can heal, a certain force you cannot feel.
Love for money in God's name, religion's now a TV game!
Build a million dollar church, with money spent on God's research.
Build a million dollar church, with money spent on God's research.
Voice of God is government. The voice of God is government.
Voice of God is government. In God we trust, sinners repent!
Yeah!
Voice of God is government. The voice of God is government.
Voice of God is government. In God we trust, sinners repent!

"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

"Doin' Time"

See the fight, old men crying, deny their ruin.
Watch them try. The cynic laughs at the optimist's closed eyes.
Darkness falls, curtain calls, the cynic's beer soon overflows.
Other watches, has a drink, and from the same cup,
They drink
I'm doin' time, how long I don't know.
William had 26, blew his brains out, now look at him.
John had only one, watch the mother mourn her only son.
I'm doin' time, how long I don't know.
I'll kiss goodbye my brain and body
And go to sleep for generations.
And go to sleep for generations.
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!

"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 losers 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!

"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.

"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.
He started drinking early back then.
He suddenly needed things that made his head swim.
Then his brain became a factory,
For making chemicals that shouldn't be.
Oh Billy couldn't 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 t.v. and played the guitar
And read a book that made his head din,
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 left a home so they multiplied,
And fed on Billy's chemicals in paradise.
Oh Billy couldn't remember his name.
Our unsung hero, has gone insane.
And soaked in blue light, he played and played.
The only thing that killed the worms like Raid.

"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..........

"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?

"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.

"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 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.

"...You Give Up"

So... 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.

"Yesterday"

Run, but don't be scared to look behind.
Stop, don't wait too long, make up your mind.
The end is almost here,
The sky, the air, so nice and clear,
The sound of your decay,
And the ringing in the air is the sweet debris of yesterday.
There, now that you know it's not so bad.
See, the good meet soon for ?
So if you try to enhance,
We don't deserve another chance.
Just laugh along the way,
And kiss your ass goodbye with a shadow dream of yesterday.
Yesterday, the good old days.
Yesterday, the way we used to play.
Yesterday, it just got worse and worse.
Yesterday, the future's been rehearsed.
Run, but don't be scared to look behind.
Stop, don't wait too long, make up your mind.
The end is almost here,
The sky, the air, so nice and clear,
The sound of your decay,
And the ringing in the air is the sweet debris of yesterday.
Yesterday.
Yesterday.

"Frogger"

(Nice going, spazz)
I'm tired of this city, all this toil and strife.
Trying to cross the boulevard, playing Frogger with my life.
Frogger with my life [x2]
I'm tired of this city, all this toil and strife.
Trying to cross the boulevard, playing Frogger with my life.
Frogger with my life (with my life), [x3]
Frogger with my life.

"Bad Religion (Theme Song)"

See my body, it's nothing to get hung about.
I'm nobody except genetic runaround.
Spiritual era's gone, it ain't comin' back.
Bad Religion, a copout, that is all that's left
Hey Mr. Mime, stop wasting my time,
With your factory precision.
Factory precision is your
Bad Religion, regurgitate
Indecision, it's not too late.
Bad Religion, Bad Religion.
Ay!
Don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit?
Don't you know blind faith through lies won't conquer it
Don't you know responsibility is ours?
I don't care a think about eternal fires.
Listen this time, it's more than a rhyme,
It's your indecision.
Your indecision is your
Bad Religion, regurgitate
Indecision, it's not too late.
Bad Religion, regurgitate
Indecision, it's not too late.
Bad Religion, Bad Religion,
Bad Religion.

"Along The Way"

I refuse to abuse what is kind to the Muse,
But it's there and it's happening to me along the way.
As we go through the snow, we cannot forget our foes,
But the dinner's always waiting at the table 'long the way, yeah.

What you see, not for me, isn't what you planned to be,
But you'll have what you wanted in the end along the way.
And we'll try as we cry and our brothers pass us by,
To be strong through the ages of our tears along the way, yeah.

Now we grow as we show that the morals we must know
Will be shapen and mistaken by the falls along the way.
But forget, don't regret, to find love and happiness
Unless you're willing to be strong when they are gone along the way.
Like Tommy, you are free, and you will not follow me,
Until we see each other once more on the path along the way.

"New Leaf"

When everybody dies around you, from someone else's gun,
It really makes you stop and think about the years to come.
Something good had to happen to the human race.
We all had better stop hoping and set our heads on straight.
You've gotta turn over a new leaf,
'Cause that old one's turning on you.
We've gotta turn over a new leaf.
If the future's only hoped for, we are doomed.
Today is over, it's already shot, so we can think about ourselves.
They keep on working on our nature, they're saying that can only help.
Start throwing out your pockets, keep what you really only need.
Save life and earth and water, there can't be any other need.
You've gotta turn over a new leaf,
'Cause that old one's turning on you.
You've gotta turn over a new leaf.
If the future's only hoped for, we are doomed.

You've gotta turn over a new leaf,
'Cause that old one's turning on you.
We've gotta turn over a new leaf.
And let your love come on through.
You've gotta turn over a new leaf,
'Cause that old one's turning on you.
We've gotta turn over a new leaf,
A new, a new, a new.

"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 the stool,
And a crowded way of life, and a black reflecting pool,
And as the people bend, the moral fabric dies,
The country can't pretend to ignore its people's cries.
You are the government.
You are jurisprudence.
You are the volition.
You are juridiction.
And I make a difference too.

"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.

"How Much Is Enough?"

Tell me can the hateful chain be broken?
Production and consumption define our hollow lives.
Avarice has led us 'cross the ocean,
Toward a land that's better, much more bountiful and wide.
When will mankind finally come to realize
His surfeit has become his demise?
How much is enough to kill yourself?
That quantity is known today, as we blow ourselves away.
Tell me is there anything so sure?
Rapacity, tenacity, capacity for more!
Like a dog that feeds until he suffers,
The infirmity of man is brough on by his selfish cure.
When will mankind finally come to realize
His surfeit has become his demise?
How much is enough to kill yourself?
That quantity is known today, as we blow ourselves away.

"When?"

I've seen a lot of things in five years.
I struggle just to hold back the tears.
But everyfuckingwhere I go,
I see the pathos that I know
Will spell the termination of us all.
Someone's got to tell me, do you see
That everything around you has a hidden tragedy?
Seeds of happiness have never
Found a place to grow,
And our generation doesn't know.
When, when will you try
To change the logarithmic face of kissing things goodbye?
When, when will you know
That human life is so short and death is oh so slow?
I've tried to make things make sense but I can't.
I'm happy just to watch them all and laugh.
And if you think you've got it made,
Just revel in your selfish ways,
'Cuz when the world stops turning so will you!
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.

"I Give You Nothing (Tom Clement...)"

Hey, everybody's looking but they never can see,
All the angst, corruption and the dishonesty.
Think about the times and places you've never known,
You're a man-swarm atom and yet you're alone,
So I give you me, I give you nothing!
I give you me, I give you nothing!
So you got a place that you can call all your own,
But you make a habit of carrying the stone.
Look around and ask someone if you are alive,
You're a sidewalk cipher speaking prionic jive,
So I give you me, I give you nothing!
I give you me, I give you nothing!
Respectable, despicable, it seems all the same.
Now we realize that we have nothing to say.
If your reserve is weak, audacity complete.
Ask yourself again, "Do I deserve much from them?" No!
Hey, everybody's looking but they never can see,
All the angst, corruption and the dishonesty.
Look around and ask someone if you are alive,
You're a sidewalk cipher speaking prionic jive,
So I give you me, I give you nothing!
I said I give you me, I give you nothing!

"Land Of Competition"

See there's a girl who's afraid of the world so she stays at home.
Next there's a boy who seems so lost in his joy, he's all alone.
The camera's on them, they're in the land of competition.
Southern California air feeds them.
And they know they are best 'cuz of the way they are dressed,
But you can bet you are not welcome in their home.
See there's a girl who sits and watches the world from her blue screen.
Also a boy who truly wants to destroy his hometown scene.
They both want to travel to the land of competition.
Southern California will destroy them,
And they won't be the best, they'll be the poseurs who dress
Like the plastic idiots who they copy.
Tell me what do you need to make you happy? Indeed, is it out of your reach?
Beware of number one, see all the damage it has done, there are so few of them.
You won't find to many in the land of competition.
Southern California doesn't breed them.
If you just want the best turn to yourself for the rest
And forget about the ones who "have it all."
Be careful of the ones who "have it all."
Be careful of the ones who "have it all."
Forget about the ones who "have it all."

"Forbidden Beat"

There was a boy who had too many toys and an ache inside of his bones.
He sought extrication through chemical vocation and now he answers to Jones.
It's deadly and alluring, the sound of pounding heat,
Enslaving all who dare succumb to the temptations of the forbidden beat.
Thinking today of what I want to say, thinking of inhibition and vice.
What they call straight I do relegate as I cautiously saltate along.
It's deadly and alluring, the sound of pounding heat,
Enslaving all who dare succumb to the temptations of the forbidden beat.
It thunders away at first light of each day and the simpleton lifestyle evolves
But soon enters dusk as the last surrey rusts and a new day upon us results.
It's deadly and alluring, the sound of pounding heat,
Enslaving all who dare succumb to the temptations of the forbidden beat.
Forbidden Beat

"Best For You"

Above us lay the burdens, below us lay the truth.
We're somewhere in the middle, and we're all discontent too.
Is someone watching over you?
Inside they know what's best for you.
Judgment's not tomorrow, its today (yes now it's here).
But no it isn't Jesus, take a look at all your peers.
They're all looking down on you.
Inside they know what's best for you...
Everybody knows what's best for you