BAD RELIGION / 80-85
1991 - Epitaph Records
Steven Barker
Help Me Out
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1.We're Only Gonna Die
2.Latch Key Kids
3.Part III
4.Faith In God
5.Fuck Armageddon . . . This Is Hell
6.Pitty
7.In The Night
8.Damned To Be Free
9.White Trash (2nd Generation)
10.American Dream
11.Eat Your Dog
12.Voice Of God Is Government
13.Oligarchy
14.Doing Time
15.Bad Religion
16.Politics
17.Sensory Overload
18.Slaves
19.Drastic Actions
20.World War III
21.Yesterday
22.Frogger
23.Bad Religion
24.Along The Way
25.New Leaf
26.Bad Religion
27.Slaves
28.Drastic Actions
WE'RE ONLY GONNA DIE
early man walked away as modern man took control. their minds weren't all the
same, to conquer was his 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. 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 be 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. 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.
PITTY
i show pitty on the human race, on the ignorant plenty who devote their lives to an
icon that they've never known. i show pitty on eons past, when early man started
the first civilization and human aggression was born. i show pitty on the future to
come, when the government system will be omnipotent and we'll be worse off . . .
than we are now! pitty, pitty, on the billions of ignorant people. pitty, pitty, on the
masses of aggression. pitty, pitty, 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! pitty! pitty 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.
INTO 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 cuz 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 . . . eight 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 till 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! 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.
????? ?????
DOING 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 seat, 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 doing 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!
BAD RELIGION
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 cabal, that is all that's left.
hey mr. mind, stop wasting my time, with your factory precision. factory precision is
your bad religion, too good to take. indecision, it's not too late. bad religion, bad
religion. don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit? don't you know blind
faith in life will 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, too good to take. indecision, it's not too late. bad
religion, too good to take. indecision, it's not too late. bad religion, bad religion, bad
religion.
POLITICS
economy, technology, doesn't really work. can't try running for government, i'm not
a jerk! i've tried to see these faces all around the way. you're lucky if they listen to a
single word you say. what is right and what is wrong? the government decides. you
don't have no rights at all, as long as you don't fight. we're all being oppressed by
the upper middle class. the government you vote for is the one that you put there.
i've put down enough dues, i'm due and so are you. residents fear the president, i'm
not the government. we ignore the masses of the whole entire race. men in suits?
without a happy face. economy, technology, doesn't really work. the guy running the
government, another jerk! i've tried to see these faces all around the way. you're
lucky if they listen to a single word you say.
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 the thing that hell
went through. sensory ????? you. 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 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 mind, your little . . .
SLAVES
don't try to say that i threaten your freedom. we've done without for 20 years, so
think if we really need 'em. we're all just slaves for the troop commanders. we're all
slaves. we can blow up things better than in any country except this one. waiting for
it too then you realize it ain't too much fun. we're in a country, democracy, supposed
to be the best on the globe. living from the denoument lifted from the high class
clones and we're all just slaves for the system masters. we're all slaves and we're
all just slaves for the system masters. we're all slaves.
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 drew up plans. too much money, got the cash. break out ????? staff
????? is a fuckin' mess. they think they know it all. they're gonna die in the fireball.
????? overrule ????? play the fool all day. world war iii. forget ????? i'll make us
have another war. it doesn't matter what the people think. these days our president
drinks: here i go i'll launch the bomb. it's headed straight for guam. unwrap the
hidden truth into your little room. world war iii.
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 lots of air. 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
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. 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.
frogger with my life.
BAD RELIGION
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 cabal, that is all that's left.
hey mr. mind, stop wasting my time, with your factory precision. factory precision is
your bad religion, too good to take. indecision, it's not too late. bad religion, bad
religion. don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit? don't you know blind
faith in life will 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 conjured up in lies.
your indecision is your bad religion, too good to take. indecision, it's not too late.
bad religion, too good to take. 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 along 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.
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.
BAD RELIGION
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 cabal, that is all that's left.
hey mr. mind, stop wasting my time, with your factory precision. factory precision is
your bad religion, too good to take. indecision, it's not too late. bad religion, bad
religion. don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit? don't you know blind
faith in life will 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 conjured up in lies.
your indecision is your bad religion, too good to take. indecision, it's not too late.
bad religion, too good to take. indecision, it's not too late. bad religion, bad religion,
bad religion.
SLAVES
don't try to say that i threaten your freedom. we've done without for 20 years, so
think if we really need 'em. we're all just slaves for the troop commanders. we're all
slaves. we can blow up things better than in any country except this one. waiting for
it too then you realize it ain't too much fun. we're in a country, democracy, supposed
to be the best on the globe. living from the denoument lifted from the high class
clones and we're all just slaves for the system masters. we're all slaves and we're
all just slaves for the system masters. we're all slaves.
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.
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