Greg Hetson

i can't belive it
the way you look sometimes
like a trampled flag on a city street, oh yeah
and i don't want it
the things you're offering me
symbolized bar code,quick ID, oh yeah
cuz i'm a 21st century digital boy
i don't know how to live but i got a lot of toys
my daddy is a lazy middle class intellectual
my mommy's on valium(she's)so ineffectual
ain't life a mystery?
i can't explain it
thie things they're saying to me
it's going yayayayayayaya, oh yeah
cuz i'm a 21st century digital boy
i don't know how to read
but i got a lot of toys
CHORUS
i tried to tell you about no control oho
but now i really don't know
and then you told me how bad you had to suffer
is that really all you had to offer?
CHORUS
21st century digitsl boy(5x)
ain't life a mystery?

Against The Grain
three thousand miles of wilderness
overcome by the flow,
a lonely restitution of pavement,
pomp and show,
I seek a thousand answers,
I find but one or two,
I maintain no discomfiture,
my path again renewed,
against the grain,
that's where I'll stay,
swimming upstream,
I maintain against the grain
here labelled as lunatic,
sequestered and content,
there ignored and defeated
by the government,
there's an oriented public who's magnetic
force does pull,
but away from the potential of the individual,
against the grain . . .
the flow is getting stronger
with smaller increments of time and eddies
of new ideas are increasingly hard to find,
you need all that the other has,
your right to seize the day
but in all your acquisitions you will soon
be swept away,
against the grain . . .
there's a common consensus
and an uncomfortable cheer,
a reverberating chorus that anyone can hear,
it sings "leave your cares behind you,
just grab tenaciously",
this lulling sense or purpose will
destroy us rapidly,
against the grain . . .

All Good Soldiers
all good soldiers crack like boulders,
the sun climbs up to a razor,
violins, new boots, and numbers on a chain,
all good soldiers
all good soldiers fall in line,
when they march and shout
are a spectacle,
marching and singing
will go anywhere the president says,
because the president believes in god,
like all good soldiers should
all good soldiers wait like warheads,
when the fighting starts,
who will be accountable,
a cannibal, a cannonball,
six a.m. I can see my breath
and the clay dirt
is laughing at he weakling boy,
today is the day
that I'll write my friends
something I've been trying to remember,
I had a dream of a wall
that was twenty-one stories tall...
all good soldiers fall in line,
marching and singing,
will go anywhere the president says,
because the president believes in god,
like all good soldiers should.

American Jesus
I don't need to be a global citizen,
because I'm blessed by nationality,
I'm a member of a growing populace,
we enforced our popularity
there are things that seem to pull us under
and there are things that drag us down,
but there's a power and a vital presence
that's lurking all around
we've got the american jesus
see him on the interstate,
we've got the american jesus
he helped build the president's estate
I feel sorry for the earth's population
'cuz so few live in the U.S.A,
at least the foreigners can copy our morality,
they can visit but they cannot stay,
only precious few can garner our prosperity,
it makes us walkwith renewed confidence,
we've got a place to go when we die
and the architect resides right here
we've got the american jesus
overwhelming millions every day
(exercising his authority)
he's the farmer barren fields,
the force the army wields,
the expression in the faces
of the starving children,
the power of the man.
he's the fuel that drives the clan,
he's the motive and the conscience
of the murderer
he's the preacher on TV,
the false sincerity,
the form letters that written by
the big computers,
he's the nuclear bombs,
and the kids with no moms
and I'm fearful that
he's inside me.

Anesthesia
everybody is talking about the girl
who went and killed the delivery man,
but she looks so kind and gentle,
it just doesn't stand to reason,
I saw her right there just the other night
as stately as a slot machine,
but when she looked my way something mad
as hell came over me,
anesthesia, mona lisa, I've got a little gun,
here comes oblivion,
I never loved you, how did you find me?
the cops will never complicity now, anna . . .
all good children go to heaven!
I remember your face that august night
when we lied about the beautiful time to come
and that crazy old man who came much to late
and caused a chain reaction,
I've been hanging out there for eleven long years
like a church mouse where the cat has gone,
and looking at you now
is driving me to distraction.

I've got nothing to say,
I've got nothing to do,
all of my neurons are functioning smoothly
yet still I'm a cyborg just like you,
I'm one big myoma that thinks,
my planet supports only me,
I've got this one big problem:
will I live forever?
I've got just a short time to see,
modern man, evolutionary betrayer,
modern man, ecosystem destroyer,
modern man, destroy yourself in shame,
modern man, pathetic example of
earth's organic heritage
when I look back and think,
when I ponder and ask "why?",
I see my ancestors spend with careless abandon,
assuming eternal supply, modern man . . .
just a sample of carbon-based wastage,
just a fucking tragic epic of you and I.

a grizzly scene on my electron beam
told a story about human rights
so all of Kings horses
and all of Kings men
had a riot
for two days and nights
Well, the city exploded
but the gates wouldn't open
so the company asked him to quit
Now everybody's equal
Just don't measure it
Well Hanson did it hester
and Mark David did it to John
and maybe Jack dit it to Marilyn
but he did it to South Vietnam
for beauty and glory
for money, love and country
Everybody's doing it,
Don't do that to me
I don't know what stopped
Jesus Christ from turning
every hungry stone into bread
and i don't remember hearing
how Moses reacted
when the innocent first born sons
lay dead
Well I guess
God was a lot more demonstrative
back when he
flamboyantly parted the sea
now everybody's praying
Don't prey on me

Entropy
random blobs of power expressed as that which we all disregard,
ordered states of nature on a scale that no one thinks about,
don't speak to me of anarchy of peace or calm revolt,
man, we're in a play of slow decay orchestrated by boltzmann,
it's entropy, it's not a human issue,
entropy, it's a matter of course,
entropy, energy at all levels,
entropy, from it you can not divorce
and your pathetic moans of suffrage tend to lose all significance,
extinction, degradation;
the natural outcomes of our ordered lives,
power, motivation; temporary fixtures for which we strive,
something in our synapses assures us we're ok
but in our disquilibrium we simply can not stay,
it's entropy . . .
a stolid proposition from a man unkempt as I,
my affectatious I can not rectify,
but we are out of equilibrium unnaturally,
a pang of consciousness of death
and then you will agree.

heard a sermon from a creaky pul pit with no one in the nave, i paid a
visit to the synagogue and i left there feeling blame, no one could
tell me what to do, no one had the ability to answer me, what the
world needs now is some answers to our problems, we can't buy more
time because our tender isn't valid, if your soul needs love you can
consoled by pity, but it looks as though faith alone won't sustain us
anymore, watched the scientists throw up their hands conceding,
"pregress will resolve it all", saw the manufacturers of earth's
debris ignore another green peace call, no one could tell me what to
do, they had not the capacity to answer me, what the world needs now
is some accountability, we can't buy more time because time won't
accept our money, if your soul needs love you can always have my pity,
but it looks as though faith alone won't sustain us no more...

Flat Earth Society
lie, lie, lie . . .
the full moon is rising over dark water
and the fools below are picking up sticks
and the man in the gallows lies permanently
waiting for the doctors to come back and tend to him,
the flat earth society is meeting here today,
singing happy little lies
and the bright ship humana is sent far away
with grave determination . . .
and no destination, lie, lie, lie
yeah, nothing feels better than a spray of clean water
and the whistling wind on a calm summer night,
but you'd better believe that down in their quarters
the men are holding in for their dear lives,
the flat earth society is somewhere far away,
with their candlesticks and compasses
and the bright ship humana is well on its way
with grave determination . . .
and no destination, lie, lie, lie, ad infinitum.

lascivious, it's all that i can think of as i drag my feet, searching
lika a diogenes, dangerous, the adjectives of the decasde and of your
alluring intricacies, i cah see your green-screen mentality and i can
feel the sting of its consequence, and i know i shouldn't but it's too
much to ignore, an emotion i deplore, every time i look at you, i just
want to do it, i can clench my fist right through it but i just want
to get off, rectilinear, this direction we've been heading never
realizing we are on a runaway machine, angular, the momentum that does
turn us one step further on our ladder, one more turn toward the east,
i realize your green-screen mentality and i know it is shared by many
more, i know it is quite impossible but i am damned to find a way to
revolve the other way, every time i scrutinize i just say "screw it",
we're on a ride down a blind conduit and i just want to get off

God Song
and did those feet in ancient times
trod 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 lying low,
vying with those who you've traded
your life to bless your soul,
and have they told you how to think,
cleansed your mind of sepsis and autonomy?
or have you escaped scrutiny,
and regaled yourself with depravity?
now we all see, "religion is just synthetic
frippery, unnecessary in our expanding
global culture efficiency"
and don't you fear this impasse
we have built to our future?
ever so near,
and oh so austere.

Kerosene
everywhere I look I see exclusive huddled
uninviting shelter is privilege,
of the sane and competent,
kerosene keeps me warm,
I'm alone to watch it burn,
kerosene
exposure, is a pitiful
and pointless way of dying
before it gets me,
I'll set a funeral pyre
kerosene keeps me warm,
I'm alone to watch it burn,
kerosene
I'm a man and my dignity
won't wave,
tonight buildings rage,
kerosene keeps me warm,
it feels so good
to watch it burn,
kerosene keeps me warm,
feels so good to watch it burn,
kerosene.

suddenly, it came to me
a potent dosage of reality
i saw myself in the broad daylight
and it made me think
about life
im not the kinda guy
who nods his head
with closed eyes
i scoff at labels
i defy censuses
and despise group mentality
all along i through
that this was only human
but i know now that
i'm in the minority
i'm lookin' in
now i think in relation to
my fellow man
and what strives to do we fail to see
theres no compromise
our evolution
is our demise
one day you may find
that you are also one of me
a micrososm
of the human race
observing those around us
desiring to belong
behing the guise of salvation
we suffer along the way
we're lookin' in

Man With a Mission
rescue me when I get to deep,
talk to me there's nothing to tell,
everyone, is a hypocrite, look to me,
I'll save your soul,
now somebody out there must be reading my mail,
cuz everybody knows,
I'm a man with a mission,
coming to your town today,
I can damn you to fiery prodititon,
cuz I'm a man with a mission,
follow me, when you give up,
work for me, it'll serve you well,
everyone's a hypocrite,
come to me, I'll save your soul
now somebody out there must be tapping my phone,
'cuz everybody knows,
I'm a man with a mission,
I'm gonna fly you away,
high above the noise and competition,
yeah, I'm a man with a mission,
I'm a man with a mission,
passing through your town today,
I condemn you to fiery prodition,
yeah, I'm a man with a mission.

so proud a history, replete with sanctity, orbs in their harmony, they
sing their code to me, have you ever heard yourself the orbit that you
are in? the terse, oppressive blanket that's instilled here by our
spin, it's misery and famin, it's a force we cannot see, misery and
famine, it compels us naturally, misery and famine, great ellipse, we
bend to thee, misery and famine, just accept your vagrancy, others who
bear no name, who feel that life's a game, my verse they will defame,
we suffer all the same, they pay no regard to their position or their
speed, but the firmament still covers them with its malevolent seed,
it's misery and famine..., "you look for meaning in things no one
comprehends, you feel no affinity to the rabble we're in", sources of
inquiry have nothing to portend, they will perplex us all until the
coming end, a feeling of despair, hungry and full of care, we resent
everywhere the fortune that we share, "this earth could be a better
place" is a concept i condone, given our pathetic course our destiny
is known, it's misery and famine...

listen to the warnings
verify all your fears
there's a world outside
that's ready to blow
and we're all to blame
when it finally explodes
you gotta listen up
gotta listen to what
they're telling you
gotta listen up and think
about what they're saying to you
they're the modern day catastrophists
they've got practical solutions
(know all the right equations)
they're the self-appointed
righteous pragmatists
and they know 50 ways
to save the world
what makes you think
you can cure our disease?
maybe its just our biology
maybe its time to make room
for another species
this is the 21st Century

I've got nothing to say, I've got nothing to do,
All of my neurons are functioning smoothly,
Yet still I'm a cyborg just like you,

I am one big myoma that thinks, my planet supports only me,
I've got this one big problem: Will I live forever?
I've got just a short time to see,

Modern man, evolutionary betrayer,
Modern man, ecosystem destroyer,
Modern man, destroy yourself in shame,
Modern man, pathetic example of earth's organic heritage,

When I look back and think, when I ponder and ask myself "Why?",
I see my ancestor spend with careless abandon,
Assuming eternal supply,

Modern man, evolutionary betrayer,
Modern man, ecosystem destroyer,
Modern man, destroy yourself in shame,
Modern man, pathetic example of earth's organic heritage,
Just a sample of carbon-based wastage,
Just a fucking tragic epic of you and I

My Poor Friend Me
I know a man who doesn't have many friends,
I know a place where he lives where trouble never ends,
I know it's hard for him to read 'tween the lines,
and his day are getting so much shorter,
he simply turns away instead of bearing down,
his ship is crumbling,
his crew is one of the clowns,
he doesn't care as long as he can wear the crown,
I know this man all too well,
it's my poor friend me,
a portrayal of the great dichotomy
(a reminder of a tragic history),
it's my poor friend me
and I'm running out of steam
I know there are people who are cynical and vane,
they point their finger cuz they can't accept the blame,
they live their lives under a blanket of shame and their
progeny crawl from underneath it,
lately I've come to see the solution,
and it begins with me,
but I'm so fallibly human,
I've picked the lot.

Operation Rescue
it's an s.o.s sent out telepathically,
signs of our distress don't allow complacency,
we need restoration now of our integrity and a
drastic bold reminder of our morality,
the rectifying troop is here,
the ones we have needed all these years to stop
the heinous wrongdoings and verify our moral
benevolence as a people,
operation rescue,
they're here to right our fall,
they have heard a troubled call,
operation rescue,
you may wonder where they come from,
but I just wonder why they're here at all,
life ever-after is what they're in business for,
see them brandish the key to their kingdoms door,
it's persuasive, it's a part of you and me
but it's not overwhelming as they wish it to be,
if no one believed in fairy tales
there would be nothing they could do but fail
yet everywhere we look someone is trying to reassure our
moral benevolence
as a people,
operation rescue . . .
you may wonder where they come from,
but I just wonder what compels them all.

Portrait Of Authority
nothing more, nothing less,
in icon on the wall decoration and duress,
which many strive to be,
it's the marble statue standing over me,
and nobody has the will to tear it down,
it determines wrong and right,
but to me it's just a stereotype
and it makes us lose our sight
the portrait of authority,
you tell me that's what I'm supposed to be
(it embodies what he cannot be)
another time, another man,
an oppressive intrusion
and a plague across his land,
and it haunts him every day,
it tells him he has no chance
his hopes just fades away,
and he lives his life prepared to tear it down,
but he can't muster the support,
and to him it's just a stereotype
of his life-long fight.

Positive Aspect Of Negative Thinking
let's gather round the carcass of the old deflated beast,
we have seen it through the accolades and rested in it's lea,
syntactic is our elegance, incisive our disease,
the swath endogenous of ourselves will be our quandary,
we've nestled in it's hollow and we've suckled at it's breast,
grandiloquent in attitude, impassioned yet inept,
frivolous gavel our design, ludicrous or threat,
excursive expeditions leave us holding less and less,
so what does it mean?
when we tell ourselves it's only for a while we have been deceived
and it's only for a moment that the treasures of our day
make life easier to complicate,
the treasure thrown away,
I'm so tired of all the fucked up mind
of all the terrorist religions and their bullshit lines,
of all the hand-me-downs from all industrial crimes
and the weeping mothers and those who are led so blind,
from the plastic protests and the hands of time
and the pursuit of mirth and all hating kind.

offer me eternity, and i'll trade a cup of coffee and a dime, looking
for a handout on behalf of those who have so little time, but who
wants to live on just 70 cents a day? padding your pockets doesn't
make this a better place, "cereal and water" is a feast for some you
say, your price-tag on existence can't cover your double face, quality
or quantity: a choice you have to make, dipping in the icing, bringing
home the largest turkey from the field, breaking all the piggy banks,
scooping up the booty, licking all the right holes, bolstering the
payroll, why reduce life to a dollar amount per day? and why let the
world think this is the american way? your uneaten greens ar a feast
for some you say, survival and living are concepts you can't equate,
quality or quantity don't tell me they're the same

Recipe For Hate
can't you feel it, can't you see it
the promise of prosperity,
it's overwhelming you and me
it afflicts us like a disease,
ubiquitous compelling too
we cling to you like crazy glue,
and inject such a potent seed
it's best for all humanity,
the spread of culture,
the sword of progress,
the vector of suffrage a warm and
septic breeze,
the pomp and elation,
the duty and vocation,
the blood of the hybrid
it's just a recipe
re-living our ancestry
the frightful lack of harmony,
our fore-fathers who led the way,
their victims are still here today,
now it's time to erase the story
of our bogus fate,
our history as it's portrayed
it's just a recipe for hate.

Skyscraper
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 tore it down that day,
you thought, if you got caught
we'd all go away,
like a spoiled little baby
who can't come out to 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.

a grizzly scene on my electron beam
told a story about human rights,
so all of kings horses
and all of kings men had a riot
for two days and nights
well, the city exploded
but the gates wouldn't open
so the company asked him to quit
now everybody's equal
just don't measure it
well hansson did it to hester
and mark david did it to john
and maybe jack did it to marilyn
but he did it to south vietnam
for beauty and glory
for money, love and country
everybody's doing it,
don't do that to me
I don't know what stopped
Jesus Christ from turning
every hungry stone into bread
and I don't remember hearing how Moses
reacted when the innocent first born sons lay dead
well I guess God was a lot more demonstrative back when
he flamboyantly parted the sea,
now everybody's praying,
don't pray on me.

Struck A Nerve
there's an old man on a city bus
holding a candy cane,
and it isn't even christmas,
he sees a note in the obituary that
his last friend has died,
there's an infant clinging to
his overweight mother as they go to
shop for cigarettes,
and she spends her last dollar
for a bottle of vodka for tonight
and I guess it struck a nerve,
like I had to squint my eyes,
you can never get out of the line of sight,
like a barren winter day,
or a patch of unburned green,
like a tragic real dream,
i guess it struck a nerve
every day I wander in negative disposition,
as I'm bombarded by superlatives,
realizing very well that I'm not alone,
introverted i look to tomorrow for salvation,
but I'm thinking altruistically,
and a wave of overwhelming doubt
turns me to stone
and I guess it struck a nerve,
sent a murmur through my heart,
we just haven't got time to crack the maze,
like a magic speeding clock,
or a cancer in our sells,
a collision in the dark,
I guess it struck a nerve
I try to close my eyes,
but I cannot ignore the stimuli,
if there's a purpose for us all
it remains a secret to me,
don't ask me to justify my life.

i had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket,
he used to touch it when the wind was blowing high,
i guess it mad him feel like he could
buck the system and when it flickered out we laid him down to die,
turn on the light, turn on a million blinding brilliant white
incendiary lights, a beacon in the night, i'll burn relentlessly until
my juice runs dry, i'll construckt a rock of tempered beams and
trusses and equip it with a million tiny suns, i'll install upon the
roof on my compartment and place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls
then i'll turn on the light... and i'll burn lika a roman fucking
candle, like a chasm in the night, for a miniscule duration, ecstatic
immolation, incorrigible delight

Unacceptable
irreducible is the word for today,
plastic compounds and nuclear waste,
what the hell is the matter with the people
on this planet? have all gone insane?
the stigma of industrial progress killing us
over and over again,
one part per trillion . . . unacceptable,
one part per billion . . . unacceptable,
one part per million . . . unacceptable,
this mammoth pogrom set upon courtesy of the U.S.A
inexcusable are the men before our time,
I'd like to kick their ass for what they left behind,
cancer-causing chemicals,
ozone-depleting aerosols,
we're all going to fry,
so put your head between your legs
and kiss your ass goodbye.

Walk Away
shut off the t.v and peel off those sunday gloves,
and I'll stain the clean that you've been counting,
old mr. fletcher passed by here today,
after 40 years of toil he just up and walked away,
fantastic the panic that showed in his eyes,
he shrugged when I asked him about it,
he said "young man pay heed, you listen well to what I say,
now there comes a time for a man to walk away",
walk away, I'll be a parade,
and I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade on my way,
I'll sure take some time to burn all the bridges that I'm leaving behind,
he passed by again and he was shivering from the cold,
I'm not sure but I think that he was trying,
he told me about the weather and something old to pay,
"but tomorrow", he said, "I'm gonna surely walk away".

Watch It Die
I was born on planet earth,
the rotating ball where man comes first,
it's been around for a long, long time,
but now it's time to watch it die
I saw a man on my big blue screen,
he ruled the world economy,
he said the rich would never concede,
but some day soon he'll be put to sleep,
I've seen the life of the forest gree,
and adaptations of the deep blue sea,
and who knows who is the fittest,
they will all soon be put to sleep,
on a plunging flight and we're sitting
in the pilots seat in the midst of life,
people on a dark horizon praying
somebody will save their lives
I was born on planet earth,
at a drastic time full of plastic mirth,
and every day I've seen increasing signs,
and you would too if you'd opened your eyes,
you had a chance, you did not try,
so now it's time to watch it die.

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 cry as we try 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

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

And 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 thing 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

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

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
You'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
You've gotta turn over a new leaf
A new, a new, a new

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

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?
Kaleidoscopic 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?
Kaleidoscopic 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

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
It's 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
Everybody knows what's best for you
Everybody knows what's best for you
Everybody knows what's best for you

Everybody knows what's best for you
Everybody knows what's best for you
Everybody knows what's best for you
Everybody knows what's best for you

Delirium of disorder
Delirium of disorder

Life is the sieve through which my anarchy strains
Resolving itself into works
Chaos is the score upon which reality is written
The timeless, swirling gyroscopic horde

Delirium
Delirium of disorder

Yeah, I am just an atom in an ectoplasmic sea
Without direction or a reason to exist
The anechoic nebula rotating in my brain
Is persuading me contritely to persist

Delirium of disorder
Delirium of disorder
Delirium of disorder
Delirium of disorder

Delirium of disorder
Delirium of disorder
Delirium of disorder
Delirium of disorder

Hey, do what you want, but don't do it around me
Idleness and dissipation breed apathy
I sit on my ass all goddamn day
A misanthropic anthropoid with nothing to

Say what you must, do all you can
Break all the fucking rules and
Go to hell with Superman and
Die like a champion, yeah hey!

Hey, I don't know if the billions will survive
But I'll believe in God when 1 and 1 are 5
My moniker is man and I'm rotten to the core
I'll tear down the building just to pass through the door

So do what you must, do all you can
Break all the fucking rules and
Go to hell with Superman and
Die like a champion, yeah hey!

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
Forbidden beat
Forbidden beat
Forbidden beat
Forbidden beat
Forbidden beat
Forbidden beat

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

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

So 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 brought 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

Hey see, there's a girl
Who's afraid of the world so she stays at home
Also 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 'cause of the way they are dressed
But you can bet you are not welcome in their home

Hey 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 too 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

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

It's superficial progress
They call it liberation
With opiates of silicon
Big Brother schemes to rule the nation

We're one nation under God, we stand above the rest
With mighty high technology, we're never second best
Our specialty is infiltration
Prepare yourself for subjugation, victory through domination

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

The trepidatious throngs
All fear the big eye in the sky
The government observes them
With their own electric eye

We're one nation under God, we stand above the rest
With mighty high technology, we're never second best
Our specialty is infiltration
Prepare yourself for subjugation

Automatons, illiterates
And indigents of every shape and size
Don't stop but aid this cruel crusade
Participate in their own demise

We're one nation under God, we stand above the rest
With mighty high technology, we're never second best
Our specialty is infiltration
So pack your bags you third-world nation, victory through domination

We're widespread and well fed
The earth's rotating fate is in our head, oh yeah
We're dominant and prominent
And our deity's omnipotent, oh yeah

And immortality's in our mastermind
And we destroy everything that we find
And tomorrow when the human clock stops and the world's stops ticking
We'll be an index fossil buried in our own debris

We're listless, promiscuous
And life to us is either hit or miss, oh yeah
We're savoir faire and debonaire
And things we do are done with pride and care, oh yeah

And immortality's in our mastermind
And we destroy everything that we find
And tomorrow when the human clock stops and the world's stops ticking
We'll be an index fossil buried in our own debris

See, immortality's in our mastermind
And we destroy everything that we find
And tomorrow when the human clock stops and the world's stops ticking
We'll be an index fossil buried in our own debris

In our own debris

So here we are again to experience the bitter, scalding end
And we're the only ones who can perceive it
But others sing of beauty and the story that's unfolded
As one that deserves praise and ritual

My pessimistic lines, your superstitious lives
And the modern age's lies won't absolve you
And the professorial truth and the dear clairvoyant youth
And of course the nightly news will deceive you

My pessimistic lines, your superstitious lives
And the modern age's lies won't absolve you
And the professorial truth and the dear clairvoyant youth
And of course the nightly news will deceive you

Suffer - Bad Religion

Did you ever see the concrete stares of everyday?
The lunatic, the hypocrite, are all lost in the fray.
Can't you see their lives are just like yours?
An unturned stone, an undiscovered
Door leading to the gift of hope renewed, eternity for you.
The masses of humanity have always had to suffer.
The businessman whose master plan controls the world each day
Is blind to indications of his species' slow decay.
Can't you see his life is just like yours?
An unturned stone, an undiscovered
Door leading to the gift of hope renewed, eternity for you.
The masses of humanity have always had to suffer.
People blow their minds (they choose to resign)
This deformed society is part of the design.
It'll never go away (it's in the cards that way).
The masses of humanity have always, always had to suffer!
A door leading to the gift of hope renewed, eternity foryou.
The masses of humanity, still clinging to their dignity,
The masses of humanity will always have to suffer.
Always have to suffer.

So you waste another day getting older and gray in the head
And you're hearing lots of stories 'bout the happy times you have ahead
There are other folks in power so you kick back and get farther behind
And although the world rotates itself the only thing you twist is your mind

You see, the world's falling apart at the rifts
And surprisingly, the leaders can't make any sense of it
You mean nothing to the world, we're all someone else's fool
But oh, what can you do?

Yeah, you waste your time with losers if you get stuck in a rock-n-roll band
Do you find it more rewarding to compete with morons throughout this land?
They seem to be in power so I'll kick back and get farther behind
And I watch them as they fuck up every good thing on this earth with their minds

You see, the world's falling apart at the rifts
And surprisingly, the leaders can't make any sense of it
You mean nothing to the world, we're all someone else's fool
But oh, what can you do?

Yeah, you waste another day getting older and gray in the head
And we're hearing lots of stories 'bout the happy times we have ahead
The morons are in power so we kick back and get farther behind
And we watch them as they fuck up every good thing on this earth with their minds

You see, the world's falling apart at the rifts
And surprisingly, the leaders can't make any sense of it
We mean nothing to the world, merely someone else's fool
But oh, what can you do?

I said oh, what can you do?

I've seen a lot of things in five years
I struggle just to hold back the tears
But every-fucking-where 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
'Cause when the world stops turning so will you

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 it's 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 peoples' cries

You are the government
You are jurisprudence
You are the volition
You are jurisdiction
And I make a difference too

It's a love song to the self, a story recapped every day
It's a world of bogus feelings and a world of slow decay
It's a world of laughter hidden by this world of fear and torment
It's a game of strange compulsion, our visceral convulsion

Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain
Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can't contain
Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man
Foundation of society, anxiety, suppress it if you can

The caste of coffee-achievers didn't perform like they planned
The morning rush hour traffic is our play of false elan
So run around your frantic track and lay you down to sleep
Tomorrow's the redemption, we strive for that exception

Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain
Anxiety, a fear that you have nothing more to gain
Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man
Foundation of society, anxiety, suppress it if you can

What are we angry for?
We all need a common cure
That common goal for which you strive
To have more than the other guy

The quest for truth, the quest for gold, we end up all the same
The common lie, the righteous cry, we end up all the same
The angry crowd, those lost and found, everybody's all the same
The poet's pen, these words I lend, we all bend to

Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain
Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can't contain
Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man
Foundation of society, anxiety

He's the latest superhero with powers so profound
He can leap a dotted line in just a single bound
I know you must have seen him in the books and magazines
He's the quintessential mindless modern epicene

His life is meaningful
Because he gets things done
Bang bang, he's dead, bang bang, he's dead
Chalk up another triumph for our hero, the automatic man

It's true you must have met him, he's your best friend and your foe
His opinions are determined by the status quo
A true creature of habit, he smokes three packs a day
When he has an original thought he forgets it right away

He's the automatic man

He's a paradigm of carefree living
He's our mentor, disturb him if you can
He's the answer if your peace of mind is lacking
He's our savior, he is the common man

But if you are troubled by the daily bump and grind
Then take another look around and brother, you will find
The automatic man

This isn't another new fashion or a new plastic trend
Everybody's searching for something but in the meantime let's all just pretend
I've got this feeling and I don't know what it is
This room is overcrowded, man, and I need air to breathe, yeah

Big bang, big crunch, you know there's no free lunch
Kneel down and pray, here comes your judgment day
Big crunch, you know it's going to be quite a show
What goes around always comes around

A million hopeless faces dwell within protected walls
All waiting for a moment in their lives when they can heed the clarion call
And it's all so oppressive my mind feels like a sieve
This city is overcrowded, man, and I need room to live

Big bang, big crunch, you know there's no free lunch
Kneel down and pray, here comes your judgment day
Big crunch, you know it's going to be quite a show
What goes around always comes around

I think of the countless shadows that have all come and gone
All suffering in the notion of better things to come
If you share these beliefs, you know I wish you well
There's no room left in heaven and there's sure no room in hell

Big bang, big crunch, you know there's no free lunch
Kneel down and pray, here comes your judgment day
Big crunch, you know it's going to be quite a show
What goes around always comes around

I can recall the warm youth of a summer day, yeah
The sweetest lemonade, the darkest game arcade
And Billy had a yearning in the corner of his mind, yeah
It moved him secretly, it moved him powerfully

But prescience was lacking and the present was all
And his aptitudes were carelessly wasted
And challenging life with the abandon of a fool
He squandered the hours of his day

Then darkness and disorder slapped him sharply in the face, yeah
It hit him like a friend, struck something deep within
He couldn't break the chain of slow decay that seemed to drag him
Just like a fatal tie toward the other side

And Billy was a lunatic just barking at the moon
And his brain was totally wasted
He then exchanged his friends for a needle and a spoon
And he threw his future away

Bolt the door and throw away the key, yeah
Your dim reflection is all that you can see

So where is the justice when no one is at fault
And a human life is tragically wasted?
How fragile is the flame that burns within us all
To light each passing day, yeah

Well, the sheaves have all been brought
But the fields have washed away
And the palaces now stand
Where the coffins all were laid

And the times we see ahead
We must glaze with rosy hues
For we don't wish to admit
What it is we have to lose

Millennia incoming
The modern age is here
It sanctifies the future
Yet renders us with fear

So many theories, so many prophecies
What we do need is a change of ideas
When we are scared we can hide in our reveries
But what we need is a change of ideas

Change of ideas, change of ideas
What we need now is a change of ideas

Stranded
In a life in which your struggle for acceptance is a never-ending chore
Upbraided
For your actions past and present and rewarded for ideas of the future's bright open door

The henchman is a human analogue
Of the suffering multitudes who, like good dogs, sit and lick for their reward
So what good advice have I got for you
To insure against your likely metamorphosis into this reprobate?

Don't be a henchman
Stand on your laurels
Do what no one else does
And praise the good of other men for goodness sake

And when everyone else in the world follows your lead
Although a cold day in hell it will surely be
That's when the entire world shall live in harmony

Going through a world of sad debris
Regard quixotic reveries of ownership
The blossoming disease of man called tenure and accretion
The ancient western treadmill of deception and derision

But I want something more

Racing through a life of tragic wastage
I experience the loss of trust and innocence
The billowing cyclone of time has blown away our reasons
As we trudge like blind men forward trying to avoid collision

But I want something more

Hey brother Christian with your high and mighty errand
Your actions speak so loud I can't hear a word your saying
Hey sister bleeding heart with all of your compassion
Your labors soothe the hurt but can't assuage temptation

Hey man of science with your perfect rules of measure
Can you improve the place with the data that you gather?
Hey mother mercy, can your loins bear fruit forever?
Is your fecundity a trammel or a treasure?

And I want to conquer the world
Give all the idiots a brand new religion
Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness, and toil
Promote equality in all of my decisions
With a quick wink of an eye and a "God, you must be joking"

Hey mister diplomat with your worldly aspirations
Did you see your children cry when you left them at the station?
Hey moral soldier, you've got righteous proclamations
And precious tomes to fuel your pulpy conflagrations

And I want to conquer the world
Give all the idiots a brand new religion
Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness, and toil
Promote equality in all of my decisions
With a quick wink of an eye and a "God, you must be joking"

Is there a man that can conquer that which can't be tamed?
And if that mad could speak would the words evoked be sane?
Ask me the reasons for misery and shame
I'll give your reasons for the wind and rain

And I want to conquer the world
Give all the idiots a brand new religion
Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness, and toil
Promote equality in all of my decisions
With a quick wink of an eye and a "God, you must be joking"

I want to conquer the world
Expose the culprits and feed them to the children
I'll do away with air pollution and then I'll save the whales
We'll have peace on earth and global communion

I want to conquer the world
I want to conquer the world
I want to conquer the world
I want to conquer the world

The wheat waving next to you is healthy and so fine
As is dinner with your loved ones everyday
But your routine is changeless through the decades of your life
Green pastures, open spaces, holy ways

And it must look pretty appealing, the acres of light
The crowded festive nights and the millions of others just like you
Yeah, it must look pretty appealing, this other world of sin
We keep dreaming of what other people do

The person sitting next to you is dismal and deranged
On the bus ride home from work to end your day
And the food on your table is more plastic than protein
And your intellect depends on your TV

And it must look pretty appealing, the pastoral retreat
The folks on old main street and the few pleasant people just like you
Yeah, it must look pretty appealing, the simple way of life
We keep dreaming of what other people do

But we never do what other people do
You're too scared of other people not like you

Culture was the seed of proliferation but it's gotten melded
Into an inharmonic whole, to an inharmonic whole
Consciousness has plagued us and we cannot shake it
Though we think we're in control, though we think we're in control

Questions that besiege us in life
Are testament of our helplessness
There's no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end
When we all disintegrate it will all happen again

Time is so rock solid in the minds of the hordes but they can't
Explain why it should slip away, explain why it should slip away
History and future are the comforts of our curiosity but here we are
Rooted in the present day, rooted in the present day

Questions that besiege us in life
Are testament of our helplessness
There's no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end
When we all disintegrate it will all happen again

If you came to conquer, you'll be king for a day
But you too will deteriorate and quickly fade away
And believe these words you hear
When you think your path is clear

We have no control, we have no control
We have no control, we do not understand
You have no control, you are not in command
You have no control, we have no control

No control
No control
You have no control

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 day
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

There's a specter in the corner of an illustrated page
And a lonesome muted stripling with a rapt remedial gaze
The poverty of his language and the wealth of his emotion
Bring him endless murky musings and unexpected frustration

Angst and madness weave the fabric of his life
Tomorrow might be better but right now it feels like...

There's a panther wild and proud behind the doors of a redolent cage
And an undeveloped intellect filled with impotent and static rage
And don't think you're exempt if you earn a good weekly wages
'Cause your neighbor's going crazy and insanity's contagious

I know there's so much you want to say
But your tongue gets in the way
And sometimes it feels like...

I know there's so much you want to say
And the tumbrel of your mind gets in the way
It's the same for everybody to degrees
We all get that foggy freeze and sometimes it feels like...

You've got to quit your little charade and join the freak parade
Now that your road has been paved from conception to your grave
Enormous things to do, others' practices to eschew
To be better than you is impossible to do

But the world won't stop without you
No, the world won't stop without you

Your achievements are unsurpassed, you are highly-ordered mass
But you can bet your ass that your free energy will dissipate
Two billion years thus far, now mister here you are
An element in a sea of enthalpic organic compounds

The world won't stop without you
The world won't stop without you

You're only as elegant as your actions let you be
A piece of chaos related phylogenetically
To every living organ system we're siblings don't you see?
The earth rotates and will revolve without you constantly

Two billion years thus far, now mister here you are
An element in a sea of enthalpic organic compounds

The world won't stop without you
No, the world won't stop without you
I said the world won't stop without you

There's a place where everyone can be happy
It's the most beautiful place in the whole fucking world
It's made of candy canes and planes and bright red choo-choo trains
And the meanest little boys and most innocent little girls

And you know, I wish that I could go there
It's a road that I have not found
And I wish you the best of luck dear
Drop a card or letter to my side of town

'Cause there's no time for fussing and fighting, my friend
But baby I'm amazed by the hate that you can send
And you painted my entire world
But I don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled

And I won't forget it

There's a place where everyone can be right
Even though you remain determined to be opposed
Admittance requires no qualifications
It's where everyone has been and where everybody goes

So please try not to be impatient
For we all hate standing in line
And when the farm has been bought you'll be there without a thought
And eternity my friend, is a long fucking time

'Cause there's no time for fussing and fighting, my friend
But baby I'm amazed by the hate that you can send
And you painted my entire world
But I don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled

And I won't forget it

I can't believe it, the way you look sometimes
Like a trampled flag on a city street, oh yeah
And I don't want it, the things you're offering me
Symbolized bar code, quick I.D., oh yeah

'Cause I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to live, but I've got a lot of toys
My daddy's a lazy middle-class intellectual
My mommy's on Valium, so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery, yeah?

I can't explain it
The things they're saying to me
It's going "yah yah yah yah yah yah yah"
Oh yeah

'Cause I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to read but I got a lot of toys
My daddy's a lazy middle-class intellectual
My mommy's on Valium so ineffectual
Ain't life a mystery, yeah?

Tried to tell you about No Control
But now I really don't know
And then you told me how bad you had to Suffer
Is that really all you had to offer?

See I'm a 21st century digital boy
I don't know how to read, but I've got a lot of toys
My daddy's a lazy middle-class intellectual
My mommy's on Valium, so ineffectual

Cat's foot, iron claw
Neuro-surgeons scream for more
Innocents raped with napalm fire
Everything I want, I really need

Ain't life a mystery, yeah?

Three thousand miles of wilderness, overcome by the flow
A lonely restitution of pavement, pomp and show
I seek a thousand answers, I find but one or two
I maintain no discomfiture, my path again renewed

Against the grain
That's where I'll stay
Swimming upstream
I maintain against the grain

Here labeled as lunatic, sequestered and content
There ignored and defeated by the government
There's an oriented public who's magnetic force does pull
But away from the potential of the individual

Against the grain
That's where I'll stay
Swimming upstream
I maintain against the grain

The flow is getting stronger with smaller increments of time
And eddies of new ideas are increasingly hard to find
You need all that the other has, it's your right to seize the day
But in all your acquisitions you will soon be swept away

Against the grain
That's where I'll stay
Swimming upstream
I maintain against the grain

There's a common consensus and an uncomfortable cheer
A reverberating chorus that anyone can hear
It sings leave your cares behind you, just grab tenaciously
This lulling sense or purpose will destroy us rapidly

Against the grain
That's where I'll stay
Swimming upstream
I maintain against the grain

Against the grain
Against the grain
Against the grain

Everybody is talking about the girl who went and killed the delivery man
But she looks so kind and gentle, it just doesn't stand to reason
I saw her right there just the other night as stately as a slot machine
But when she looked my way something mad as hell came over me

Anesthesia, Mona Lisa
I've got a little gun, here comes oblivion
I never loved you, how did you find me?
The cops will never prove complicity now

Now Anna
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8
All good children go to heaven

I remember your face that august night when we lied about the beautiful time to come
And that crazy old man who came much too late and caused a chain reaction
I've been hanging out there for eleven long years like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone
And looking at you now is driving me to distraction

Anesthesia, my Mona Lisa
I've got a little gun, here comes oblivion
I never loved you, how did you find me?
The cops will never prove complicity

Now Anna
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8
All good children go to heaven

Flying through a dark prismatic tunnel on a carousel
The earth is turning and you know it very well
Your mind is reeling like ten helicopters wheeling
And you're gonna hit the ceiling like a mallet on a bell

Hey, blenderhead, they're starting to ask questions
Your transgressions are a danger flashing sign
Challenge conventions and radiate your splendor
And feel those flywheels churn your blenderhead

Tally up the gleaming ventured in a wishing well
Each shining trinket has a story it can tell
Your moments pining like those tales all intertwining
Can become the rusted lining of a deep neglected shell

Hey, blenderhead, you ask so many questions
Your confusion's a life-affirming sign
Break from tradition and carry on with valor
And feel those flywheels churn your blenderhead

Random blobs of power expressed as that which we all disregard
Ordered states of nature on a scale which no one thinks about
Don't speak to me of anarchy or peace or calm revolt, man
We're in a play of slow decay orchestrated by Boltzmann

It's entropy, it's not a human issue
Entropy, it's matter of course
Entropy, energy at all levels
Entropy, from it you can not divorce

And your pathetic moans of suffrage tend to lose all significance

Extinction, degradation, the natural outcomes of our ordered lives
Power, motivation, temporary fixtures for which we strive
Something in our synapses assures us we're okay
But in our disequilibrium we simply cannot stay

It's entropy, it's not a human issue
Entropy, it's matter of course
Entropy, energy at all levels
Entropy, from it you can not divorce

A stolid proposition from a man unkempt as I
My affectatious nature I can't rectify
But we are out of equilibrium unnaturally
A pang of consciousness of death and then you will agree

It's entropy
Entropy, it's matter of course
Entropy, energy at all levels
Entropy, from it you can not divorce

Entropy
Entropy
Entropy
Entropy

Faith Alone
by Bad Religion



Heard a sermon from a creaky pulpit
with no one in the nave,
I paid a visit to the synagogue
and I left there feeling blame
No one can tell me what to do
They have not the capacity to answer me
What the world needs now
is some answers to our problems
We can`t buy more time
cause our tender isn`t valid
If your soul needs love
you can get consoled by pity
But it looks as though faith alone
won`t sustain us no more
Watched the scientists throw up their hands conceding,
Progress will resolve it all
Saw the manufactures of earth`s debris
ignore another green peace call
No one could tell me what to do
No one had the ability to answer me
What the world needs now is some accountability
We can`t buy more time cause
time won`t accept our money
If your soul needs love
you can always have my pity
But it looks as though faith alone
won`t sustain us no more~~~
instrumental break
What the world needs now
is some answers to our problems
We can`t buy more time
cause our tender isn`t valid
What the world needs now is some accountability
If your soul needs love you can always have my pity
Faith alone
won`t sustain us anymore
Faith alone won`t sustain us anymore
Faith alone won`t sustain us anymore
Faith alone won`t sustain us anymore
Faith alone won`t sustain us anymore

Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie

The full moon is rising over dark waters
And the fools below are picking up sticks
And the man in the gallows lies permanently waiting
For the doctors to come back at 10 AM

The flat earth society is meeting here today
Singing happy little lies
And the bright ship Humana is sailing far away
With grave determination and no destination

Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie

Yeah, nothing feels better than a spray of clean water
And the whistling wind on a calm summer night
But you'd better believe that down in their quarters
The men are holding in for their dear lives

The flat earth society is somewhere far away
With their candlesticks and compasses
And the bright ship Humana is well on its way
With grave determination and no destination

The flat earth society is meeting here today
Singing happy little lies
And the bright ship Humana is well on its way
With grave determination and no destination

Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie

Lascivious
It's all that I can think of as I drag my feet, searching like Diogenes
Dangerous
The adjective of the decade and of your alluring intricacies

Yes, I see your green-screen mentality
And I feel the sting of its consequence
And I know I shouldn't but it's too much to ignore
An emotion I deplore

Every time I look at you
I just wanna do it
I can clench my fist right through it
But I just wanna get off

Rectilinear
The direction we've been heading, never realizing we are on a runaway machine
Angular
The momentum that does turn us one step further on our ladder, one more turn toward the east

I realize your green-screen mentality
And I know it's shared by many more
And I know it's quite impossible but I am damned to find a way
To revolve the other way

Every time I scrutinize
I just say screw it
We're on a ride down a blind conduit
And I just want to get off

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

So proud of history, replete with sanctity
Orbs in their harmony, they sing their code to me
Have you ever heard yourself, the orbit that you are in?
The terse, oppressive blanket that's instilled here by our spin

It's misery and famine, it's a force we cannot see
Misery and famine, it compels us naturally
Misery and famine, great ellipse, we bend to thee
Misery and famine, just accept your vagrancy

Others who bear no name, who feel that life's a game
My verse they will defame, we suffer all the same
They pay no regard to their position or their speed
But the firmament still covers them with its malevolent seed

It's misery and famine, it's a force we cannot see
Misery and famine, it compels us naturally
Misery and famine, great ellipse, we bend to thee
Misery and famine, just accept your vagrancy

You look for meaning in things no one comprehends
You feel no affinity to the rabble we're in
Sources of inquiry have nothing to portend
They will perplex us all until the coming end, until the coming end

A feeling of despair, hungry and full of care
We resent everywhere the fortune that we share
This earth could be a better place is a concept I condone
Given our pathetic course, our destiny is known

It's misery and famine, it's a force we cannot see
Misery and famine, it compels us naturally
Misery and famine, great ellipse, we bend to thee
Misery and famine, just accept your vagrancy

Misery and famine
Misery and famine
Misery and famine
Misery and famine

Modern Man - Bad Religion

I've got nothing to say,
i've got nothing to do,
all om my neruons are
functioning smoothly
yet still i'm a cyborg just like you,
i am one big myoma that thinks,
my planet supports only me,
i've got this one big problem: will i live forever?
i've got just a short time you see,
modern man, evelotionary betrayer,
modern man, ecosystem destroyer,
modern man, destroy yourself in shame,
modern man, pathetic example of earth's organic heritage,

when i look back and think,
when i ponder and ask "why?",
i see my ancestors spend with careless abandon,
assuming eternal supply, modern man...,

just a sample of carbon-based wastage,
just a fucking tragic epic of you and i

It's an S.O.S. sent out telepathically
Signs of our distress don't allow complacency
We need restoration now of our integrity
And a drastic bold reminder of our morality

The rectifying troop is here
The ones we've needed all these years
To stop the heinous wrongdoings
And verify our moral benevolence as a people

Operation, Operation Rescue
They're here to right our fall, they've heard our troubled call
Operation, Operation Rescue
You wonder where they come from but I just wonder why they're here at all

Life ever-after is what they're in business for
See them brandish the key to our kingdom's door
It's pervasive, a part of, part of you and me
But not overwhelming as they wish it to be

If no one believed in fairy tales
There's nothing they could do but fail
Yet everywhere we look
Someone is trying to reassure our moral benevolence as a people

Operation, Operation Rescue
They're here to right our fall, they've heard someone's troubled call
Operation, Operation Rescue
You wonder where they come from but I just wonder what compels them all

Operation, Operation Rescue
Operation, Operation Rescue
You may wonder where they come from
But I just wonder what compels them all

Offer me eternity
And I'll trade a cup of coffee and a dime
Looking for a handout
On behalf of those who have so little time

But who wants to live on just 70 cents a day?
Padding your pockets doesn't make this a better place
Cereal and water is a feast for some, you say
Your price tag on existence can't cover your double face

Quality or quantity
Quality or quantity
Quality or quantity
A choice you have to make

Dipping in the icing
Bringing home the largest turkey from the field
Breaking all the piggy banks, scooping all the booty
Licking all the right holes, bolstering the payroll

Why reduce life to a dollar amount per day?
And why let the world think this is the American way?
Your uneaten greens are a feast for some you say
Survival and living are concepts you can't equate

Quality or quantity
Quality or quantity
Quality or quantity
Don't tell me they're the same

Quality or quantity
Quality or quantity
Quality or quantity
A choice you have to make

Let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast
We've seen it through the accolades and rested in its lea
Syntactic is our elegance, incisive our disease
The swath endogenous of ourselves will be our quandary

We've nestled in its hollow and we've suckled at its breast
Grandiloquent in our attitude, impassioned yet inept
Frivolous gavel our design and ludicrous our threat
Excursive expeditions leave us holding less and less

So what does it mean?
When we tell ourselves it's only for a while we've been deceived
And it's only for a moment that the treasures of our day
Make life easier to complicate the treasure thrown away

I'm so tired of all the fucked up minds
Of all the terrorist religions and their bullshit lines
Of all the hand-me-downs from all industrial crimes
Of the weeping mothers and those led so blind

By the plastic protests and the hands of time
And the pursuit of mirth and all hating kind

I had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket
He used to touch it when the wind was blowing high
I guess it made him feel like he could buck the system
And when it flickered out we laid him down to die

Turn on the light
Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
A beacon in the night
I'll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry

And I'll construct a rack of tempered beams and trusses
And equip it with a million tiny suns
I'll install upon the roof of my compartment
And place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls

Then I'll turn on the light
Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
A beacon in the night
I'll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry

And I'll burn like a roman fucking candle
Burn like a chasm in the night
Burn for a miniscule duration
Ecstatic immolation, incorrigible delight

Irreducible is the word for today
Plastic compounds and nuclear waste
What the hell's the matter with the people on this planet, have we all gone insane?
The stigma of industrial progress killing us over and over again

It's one part per trillion, unacceptable
One part per billion, unacceptable
One part per million, unacceptable
This mammoth pogrom set upon us courtesy of the USA

Inexcusable are the men before our time
I'd like to kick their ass for what they left behind
Cancer-causing chemicals, ozone-depleting aerosols, we're all going to fry
So put your head between your legs and kiss your ass goodbye

One part per trillion, unacceptable
One part per billion, unacceptable
One part per million, unacceptable

One part per trillion, unacceptable
One part per billion, unacceptable
One part per million, unacceptable

Unac-fucking-ceptable!

Shut off the TV and peel off those Sunday gloves
And I'll stain the clean that you've been counting
Old Mr. Fletcher passed by here today
After 40 years of toil he just up and walked away

Fantastic the panic that showed in his eyes
He shrugged when I asked him about it
He said young man, pay heed, you listen well to what I say
Now there comes a time for a man to walk away

Walk away, walk away, I'll be a parade
And I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade
On my way, I'll sure take some time
And burn all the bridges that I'm leaving behind

He passed by again and he was shivering from the cold
I'm not sure but I think that he was trying
He told me about the weather and something old to pay
But tomorrow, he said, I'm gonna surely walk away

Walk away, walk away, I'll be a parade
And I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade
On my way, I'll take my sweet time
And burn all the bridges that I'm leaving behind

Walk away, walk away, I'll be a parade
And I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade

Everybody wants to dance in a playpen
But nobody wants to play in my garden
I see the hippies on an angry line
Guess they don't get my meaning

I'm enchanted by the birds and the blossoms
I'm enamored by young lovers on the weekend
I like the Fourth of July
When the bombs start flashing

And I wish I had a shiny red top
A bugle with a big brass bell would cheer me up
Or maybe something bigger that could really go pop
So I could make the gardening stop

Come out to play
Come out to play
And we'll pretend it's Christmas day
In my atomic garden

All my scientists are working on a deadline
So my psychologist is working day and nighttime
They say they know what's best for me
But they don't know what they're doing

And I'm glad I'm not Gorbachev
'Cause I'd wiggle all night like jelly in a pot
At least he's got a garden with a fertile plot
And a party that will never stop

Come out to play
Come out to play
And we'll pretend it's Christmas day
In my atomic garden

I hope there's nothing wrong out there
I'm watching from my room inside my room

You took a time bomb and a case of crackers
And you made a maelstrom of organic debris
Then you took a workbench and a rusty anvil
And you polished them for everyone to see

You have created an unhealthy monster
But you're nowhere but nowhere to be found
So I guess I'll just cope with my provisions
From now until the day they lay me down

You took a baboon and made him perfect
You took a lion and stripped him of his pride
Then you took a million more varities, a scalpel and a sartory
And you stitched up a horrible surprise

You have created an unsocial monster
And you're searched for all over the globe
And most believe that things would sure be better
If you'd come down here and tell us what you know

Who is to blame for this, someone tell me please
His handiwork is flawed and it's there for everyone to see
Mutations, aberrations and blatant anomalies
They multiply and give rise to this monstrosity

You took the most abundant, smallest bits of matter
And you instilled them with affinity
And then you stratified accumulations, weeded out bad variations
And blended up your unique recipe

You have created a powerful monster
With direction and purpose all its own
And if you were here, would things be any different?
Or are you just a mosaic of thoughts alone?

Come and see the brilliant light
Don't let your emotions mask your sight
It's the manifestation of a deeper fight
That affects me and you

My optimism was running high
A new world order was on my mind
But I couldn't believe it when I heard them say
They're throwing it away

The fertile crescent is burning today and baby, my emotions are too
The cradle of humanity has led us all astray
And we're all in this together, don't you know
'Cause our species has nowhere else to go

Aggression rears its ugly head
Retaliation brings further dread
The two are linked by unseen threads
That wind back through time

I don't agree with this outdated trend
Nationalism is an evil friend
But hatred is instilled by invisible lines
Drawn in our minds

And the fertile crescent is haunting us today, and baby, our instincts are too
The ghost of humanity is warning us this way
And I think we all should heed it, don't you know
'Cause we don't know where else to go

Generator - Bad Religion

Like a rock, like a planet
Like a fucking atom bomb
I'll remain unperturbed by the joy and the madness
that I encounter everywhere I turn,
I've seen it all before,
in books and magazines,
like a twitch before dying,
like a pornographic sea,
there's a flower behind the window,
there's an ugly laughing man,
like a hummingbird in silence,
like the blood on my door,
it's the generator

oh yeah, oh yeah, like the blood on my door,
wash me clean and I will run until I reach the shore,
I've known it all along like the bone under my skin,
like actors in a photograph,
like paper in the wind,
there's a hammer by the window,
there's a knife on the floor,
like turbines in darkness,
like the blood on my door,
it's the generator

As I walk beneath the valley
I shall fear no evil
'Cause thanks to King George and his rainbow cabinet
Today murder is legal

God, I know that it's wrong
To kill my brother for what he hasn't done
And as the planes blacken the sky
It sounds like heaven is falling

It sounds like heaven is falling
You promise me a new day a-dawning
I see a thousand points of light
Like so many points of hatred, shame, and horror

God, I want to be a man
But I don't want to die with a rifle in my hand
And as the planes blacken the sky
It sounds like heaven is falling

It sounds like heaven is falling
You promise me a new day a-dawning
Well, nothing here looks new to me
But a score of mothers' sons caught between the devil and the deep blue sea

A sullen figure walks along a dusty road
His life was holy and he couldn't bear the load
He left his people and a simple life behind
He raised his torso and he looked into the sky

Shouting his questions
Looking for direction
What do I do now?

Now a confused schoolgirl stares at the TV tray
The stresses of maturing compound every day
She glances up to see her favorite video
And gets ideas from Madonna's nasty clothes

In need of affection
She craves the direction
Her heroes offer her

Everyone is looking for something
And they all assume somebody else knows what it is
No one can live with the decisions of their own
It seems, so they look to someone else

To tell 'em what to be
Tell 'em what to wear, tell 'em what to say
Tell 'em how to act and think, compel others compulsively
Until the world is all like them

A righteous student came and asked me to reflect
He judged my lifestyle was politically incorrect
I don't believe in self-important folks who preach
No Bad Religion song can make your life complete

Prepare for rejection
You'll get no direction from me
You'll get no direction from me

Transfixated on the big blue screen
It's your window to the outside, a melancholy dream
A medium upon which you build reality
This episodic currency that everybody needs

Somebody's 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 suppress your curiosity

But see it's only entertainment
Superficial urgency, posterboard mentality
Only entertainment, tightly constrained, the buzz that remains
Is the story of how we run our lives

Many are the people poor and suffering
From the lack of coverage from the transmission beam
And if it ever gets here, 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?
From this electron beam
Hey you, Mr. FCC
Have you no advice for me?

Turn away, turn away
Turn away, turn away

The Answer - Bad Religion


Long ago in a dusty village
full of hunger, pain and strife
a man came forth with a vision of truth
and the way to a better life
he was convinced he had the answer
and he compelled people to follow along
but the hunger never vanished
and the man was banished
and the village dried up and died
at a time when wise men peered
through brass tubes toward the sky
the heavens changed in predictable ways
and one man was able to find
that he had found the answer
and he was quick to write his revelation
but as they were scrutinized
in his colleagues eyes
he soon became a mockery
don't tell me about the answer
'cause then another one will come along soon
i don't believe you have the answer
i've got ideas too
but if you've got enought naivete
and you've got conviction
then the answer is perfect for you
an urban spall sits choking on its discharge
overwhelmed by industry
searching for a modern day savior from another place
inclined toward charity
everyone's begging for an answer
without regard to validity
the searching never ends
it goes on and on and on for eternity

Everyday we profit so, leaning toward the great unknown
Asking how it pertains to tomorrow
Aim for places we've not been, trample paths that go between
Yesterday's foundations and tomorrow

It's the way they say it's got to be
We spear ahead and forge our destiny
Who do they represent, who do you believe?
Make a sound decision for others to heed

Try to set a faster pace
Try to build a master race
One that will make a contribution to tomorrow

It's the way they say it's got to be
We put aside our fears and make history
The clothes are in the dryer and the writing's on the wall
We're trying everything we can to stop this fall

Everyday we profit so
Leaning toward the great unknown

A refreshing plunge, a drink of palatable water
A deep inspiration on a warm summer day
A safe stroll in the middle of a road community
A neighbor who in times of need will not turn away

I ain't no politician
I am a citizen
And I wonder if I'm living too far out of bounds

Community protection, rehabilitation
Police that serve without legitimate right to maim
Global awareness, ecological guilt
Cultural and environmental awakening

I ain't no optimist
I try to be a realist
I wonder if I'm thinking too far out of bounds

Is it too much to ask?
Could it be the earth is shrinking?
I can see the walls closing in
No one can take much for granted anymore

Remote control, three cars for every family
Corruption at the expense of the simple majority
A violent crash, a plunder of the third world
Any wretched plot that bolsters our economy

I ain't no blind supporter
I'm a conscious citizen
And I know that we are living too far out of bounds

I ain't no politician
I ain't no blind supporter
I ain't no metropia, I am a citizen
And wonder if I'm living too far out of bounds

Is it too much to ask?
Can we keep the earth from sinking?
I can see the walls closing in
No one can take much for granted anymore

You better not take it for granted anymore
I'm not taking nothing for granted anymore

There's a light on in the hallway, so I can't understand
Why you hide underneath the cover
There's a baby in your womb, so don't be scared tonight
'Cause Raggedy Ann is in the closet picking posies

Two babies in the dark, like diamonds in the sand
While Papa's far away making up children's stories
The little ones inside, so afraid to be alone
She's tired of being brave until the daddy comes home

So if you chance to see her, please tell her it's alright
'Cause everyone fights the tendency to snap sometimes
It's not a matter of being brave and strong
'Cause noises in the house are terrifying

Two babies in the dark, like diamonds in the sand
While Papa's far away making up children's stories
The little ones inside, so afraid to be alone
She's talking to herself now 'cause no one's home

I'll put you to sleep at night like a foreign movie
I'll sing you lullabies and I'll teach you about everything
And I'll only ask one thing
Please save me

All good soldiers crack like boulders
The sun climbs up to a razon, violins
New boots and numbers on a chain
All good soldiers

All good soldiers fall in line when they march and shout
All good soldiers are a spectacle, marching and singing
They'll go anywhere the president says
Because the president believes in God like all good soldiers should

All good soldiers wait like warheads
When the fighting starts, who will be accountable?
A cannibal, a cannonball
All good soldiers, all soldiers

All good soldiers fall in line when they march and shout
All good soldiers are a spectacle, marching and singing
They'll go anywhere the president says
Because the president believes in God like all good soldiers should

It's six AM, I can see my breath
And the clay dirt is laughing at the weakling boy
Today is the day that I'll write my friends
It's something I've been trying to remember

I had a dream of a wall
That was twenty-one stories tall

All good soldiers fall in line when they march and shout
All good soldiers are a spectacle, marching and singing
They'll go anywhere the president says
Because the president believes in God like all good soldiers should

I don't need to be a global citizen
'Cause I'm blessed by nationality
I'm a member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity

There are things that seem to pull us under and
There are things that drag us down
But there's a power and a vital presence
It's lurking all around

We've got the American Jesus
See him on the interstate
We've got the American Jesus
He helped build the president's estate

I feel sorry for the earth's population
'Cause so few live in the USA
At least the foreigners can copy our morality
They can visit but they cannot stay

Only precious few can garner our prosperity
It makes us walk with renewed confidence
We got a place to go when we die
And the architect resides right here

We've got the American Jesus
Bolstering national faith
We've got the American Jesus
Overwhelming millions every day

He's the farmer's barren fields, the force the army wields
Expressions on the faces of the starving millions
The power of the man, the fuel that drives the klan
He's the motive and the conscience of the murderer

He's the preacher on TV, the false sincerity
The form letter that's written by the big computers
The nuclear bombs, the kids with no moms
And I'm fearful that he's inside me

(In god we trust
Because he's one of us
Break down, cave in
He can redeem your sin

Strong heart, clear mind
And infinitely kind
You lose, we win
He is our champion)

We've got the American Jesus
See him on the interstate
We've got the American Jesus
Exercising his authority

We've got the American Jesus
Bolstering national faith
We've got the American Jesus
Overwhelming millions every day

One nation, under God
One nation, under God
One nation, under God
One nation, under God

A grizzly scene on my electron beam told a story about human rights
So all the king's horses and all the king's men had a riot for two days and nights
Well the city exploded but the gates wouldn't open so the company asked him to quit
Now everybody's equal, just don't measure it

Well Hanson did it to Hester and Mark David did it to John
And maybe Jack did it to Marilyn, but he did it to South Vietnam
For beauty and glory, for money, love and country
Now everybody's doing it, don't do that to me

A bitter debate and a feminine fate lie in tandem like two precious babes
While the former gets warmer, it's the latter that matters, except on the nation's airwaves
And custodians of public opinion state facts after vainly discussing her rights
Lay hands off her body, it's not your fucking life

Now I don't know what stopped Jesus Christ from turning every hungry stone into bread
And I don't remember hearing how Moses reacted when the innocent firstborn sons lay dead
Well I guess God was a lot more demonstrative back when he flamboyantly parted the sea
Now everybody's praying, don't prey on me

Said everybody's praying, don't prey on me

Everywhere I look I see
Exclusive huddled uninviting
Shelter is a privilege
Of the sane and competent

Kerosene keeps me warm
I'm alone to watch it burn
Kerosene

Exposure
Is a pitiful and pointless way of dying
Before it gets me
I'll build a funeral pyre

Kerosene keeps me warm
I'm alone to watch it burn
Kerosene

I'm a man and my dignity won't wave
Tonight buildings rage

Kerosene keeps me warm
Feels so good to watch it burn
Kerosene

Kerosene keeps me warm
I'm alone to watch it burn
Kerosene

Kerosene keeps me warm
Feels so good to watch it burn
Kerosene

Kerosene keeps me warm
Feels so good to watch it burn
Kerosene

Suddenly it came to me
A potent dosage of reality
I saw myself in the broad daylight
And it made me think about life

I am not the kind of guy
Who nods his head with closed eyes
I scoff at labels, defy censuses
And despise group mentality

All along I thought that this was only human
But I know now that I'm in the minority
I'm lookin' in, lookin' in
Lookin' in, I'm lookin' in

Now I think in relation to
My fellow man and what he strives to do
We fail to see there's no compromise
Our evolution is our demise

One day you mind you're also one of me
A complex microcosm of the human race
Observing those around us, desiring to belong
Behind the guise of salvation we suffer all along the way

We're lookin' in, lookin' in
Lookin' in, we're lookin' in
Lookin' in, lookin' in
Lookin' in, we're lookin' in

Rescue me when I get too deep
Talk to me, there's nothing to tell
Everyone is a hypocrite
Look to me, I'll save your soul

Now somebody out there must be reading my mail
'Cause everybody knows

Follow me when you give up
Work for me, it'll serve you well
Everyone is a hypocrite
Come to me, I'll save your soul

Now somebody out there must be tapping my phone
'Cause everybody knows

I'm a man with a mission
I'm gonna fly you away
High above the noise and competition
I'm a man with a mission

Somebody out there must be reading my mail
'Cause everybody knows

I'm a man with a mission
Passing through your town today
I'll condemn you to fiery perdition
I'm a man with a mission