tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88723907351359956492024-03-18T07:21:36.215-07:00Bad Religion lyricsCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.comBlogger258125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-27544128784131655692024-03-18T07:21:00.000-07:002024-03-18T07:21:34.872-07:00Bad Religion other songs: <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGuExidqhnHGZ2Xxub-XIGr_VEr52via4K11ge_LpeAPwwaHR5YJtYXJuArUh-aZHRV-sXp61wTwL9HdfKGItI4gDvg0dfs4Oxx3aA0F62surJTuL4Wp2qq6_08H3PFTavtuUWiJLTA_fnokf_M0ej3T2-Jgfwcq30zfxvE-7gQDDCQLK_PI_znglbEFs/s1638/Bad%20Religion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1638" data-original-width="1638" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGuExidqhnHGZ2Xxub-XIGr_VEr52via4K11ge_LpeAPwwaHR5YJtYXJuArUh-aZHRV-sXp61wTwL9HdfKGItI4gDvg0dfs4Oxx3aA0F62surJTuL4Wp2qq6_08H3PFTavtuUWiJLTA_fnokf_M0ej3T2-Jgfwcq30zfxvE-7gQDDCQLK_PI_znglbEFs/s320/Bad%20Religion.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-90306829441821903632024-03-18T07:20:00.001-07:002024-03-18T07:20:27.940-07:00Emancipation Of The Mind lyrics - Bad Religion<div>Walls of suspicion, spandrels of doubt</div><div>Spasms of uncertainty, a world all inside-out</div><div>Ubiquitous confusion, heads in the sand</div><div>Self-appointed experts making claims they can't defend</div><div>Or even understand</div><div><br /></div><div>The commons turned out to be a tragedy</div><div>Oh, the victims are easy to find</div><div>But the wellspring of true liberty</div><div>Is emancipation of the mind</div><div><br /></div><div>Hey! Chains of superstition all come undone</div><div>Vivid illumination that's brighter than the sun</div><div>A handicap of bigotry and prejudice</div><div>All becomes a hinterland, a smoky wilderness...</div><div>The dominion of ignorance</div><div><br /></div><div>The commons turned out to be a tragedy</div><div>Oh, the victims are easy to find</div><div>But the wellspring of true liberty</div><div>Is emancipation of the mind</div><div><br /></div><div>It's a stalemate of morality</div><div>A debt for all mankind</div><div>These haughty mental shackles make us blind</div><div>To what is really right</div><div><br /></div><div>The commons turned out to be a tragedy</div><div>Yeah, the victims are easy to find</div><div>But the wellspring of true liberty</div><div>Is emancipation of the mind</div><div><br /></div><div>See what you can find</div><div>If you take a different line</div><div>Emancipation of the mind</div><div><br /></div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-16812076088928909222024-03-18T07:20:00.000-07:002024-03-18T07:20:05.598-07:00Fanatics lyrics - Bad Religion<div>There's a lot of misdirection, and planned disparity</div><div>And prescriptions for protecting our benevolent creed</div><div>And there's also a lack of judgement, and various shades of gray</div><div>But a lot people think that theirs is the only way</div><div>I will never be one, I see the other side</div><div>A false sense of community, a bogus sense of pride</div><div>Stagnation of purpose, corrosion of the mind</div><div>A lingering obession, a sighted type of blind</div><div><br /></div><div>I don't want to be so static</div><div>Life and death are far too erratic</div><div>I don't want to be a fanatic</div><div><br /></div><div>They focus on hereafter, whatever that may be</div><div>Life is not considered in terms of quality</div><div>They say "if you don't believe this, then you'll be sorry when</div><div>You are dead and buried, and who will save you then?"</div><div>I do not believe this, it's perposterous and vain</div><div>A false sense of community, a life of endless shame</div><div>Stagnation of purpose, corrosion of the mind</div><div>A lingering obsession, a sighted type of blind</div><div><br /></div><div>There is a place in my mind where I know I am right,</div><div>But I'm sure everyone else has their own insight</div><div><br /></div><div>Who are the fanatics, you can see it in their eyes</div><div>They run around and preach about the things that they despise</div><div>And they are desperate for endorsement, for you to join their side</div><div>Your freedom, hopes, and dignity can all be left behind</div><div><br /></div><div>I don't want to be so static</div><div>Life and death are far too erratic</div><div>I don't want to be a fanatic</div><div><br /></div><div>Blind conviction, insistence, unmitigated [x3]</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-3800958448295138342024-03-18T07:19:00.002-07:002024-03-18T07:19:46.071-07:00Father Christmas lyrics - Bad Religion<div>Though I knew it was my dad</div><div>And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas</div><div>Open my presents and I'd be glad</div><div><br /></div><div>But the last time I played Father Christmas</div><div>I stood outside a department store</div><div>A gang of kids came over and mugged me</div><div>And knocked my reindeer to the floor</div><div><br /></div><div>They said:</div><div>Father Christmas, give us some money</div><div>Don't mess around with those silly toys.</div><div>We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over</div><div>We want your bread so don't make us annoyed</div><div>Give all the toys to the little rich boys</div><div><br /></div><div>Don't give my brother a Steve Austin outfit</div><div>Don't give my sister a cuddly toy</div><div>We don't want a jigsaw or monopoly money</div><div>We only want the real McCoy</div><div><br /></div><div>Father Christmas, give us some money</div><div>We'll beat you up if you make us annoyed</div><div>Father Christmas, give us some money</div><div>Don't mess around with those silly toys</div><div><br /></div><div>But give my daddy a job 'cause he needs one</div><div>He's got lots of mouths to feed</div><div>But if you've got one, I'll have a machine gun</div><div>So I can scare all the kids down the street</div><div><br /></div><div>Father Christmas, give us some money</div><div>We got no time for your silly toys</div><div>We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over</div><div>We want your bread so don't make us annoyed</div><div>Give all the toys to the little rich boys</div><div><br /></div><div>Have yourself a merry merry Christmas</div><div>Have yourself a good time</div><div>But remember the kids who got nothin'</div><div>While you're drinkin' down your wine</div><div><br /></div><div>Father Christmas, give us some money</div><div>We got no time for your silly toys</div><div>Father Christmas, please hand it over</div><div>We'll beat you up, so don't make us annoyed</div><div><br /></div><div>Father Christmas, give us some money</div><div>Don't mess around with those silly toys</div><div>We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over</div><div>We want your bread, so don't make us annoyed</div><div>Give all the toys to the little rich boy</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-61412689922992185692024-03-18T07:19:00.001-07:002024-03-18T07:19:26.354-07:00Fucked Up Children lyrics - Bad Religion<div>A city sidewalk in urban decay</div><div>One boy is watching, the others all play</div><div>Inside he's hard 'cuz he's not wanted at home</div><div>He cracks a sneer and they leave him alone</div><div>And so he flounders socially</div><div>His teachers fear for what he might be</div><div>But they could never have imagined that day</div><div>When he stole Daddy's gun and blew his friends away</div><div><br /></div><div>Fucked up children, our typical scene</div><div>Ingrained for eternity</div><div>Fucked up children, it's you and me</div><div>Just one of life's strange intricacies</div><div><br /></div><div>A house of profit, all suits and ties</div><div>A darkened war room, purveyors of lies</div><div>Their clothes are different but inside they're the same</div><div>Social autism doesn't hinder their game</div><div>They foster hatred for what they been through</div><div>They impart suffering on me and you</div><div>And there's no conscience or discretion or pain</div><div>Just bitter memories 'bout the household from whence they came</div><div><br /></div><div>Fucked up children in business suits</div><div>With nothing better to do</div><div>Fucked up children, it's you and me</div><div>Just one of life's strange Intricacies</div><div><br /></div><div>And the parents are to blame</div><div>(The parents are to blame)</div><div>It's a monster they created</div><div>And the monster doesn't go away</div><div><br /></div><div>Fucked up children in Daddy's shoes</div><div>Spawning offspring to abuse</div><div>Fucked up children, everywhere</div><div>Fucked up parents who don't care</div><div><br /></div><div>Fucked up children, yeah yeah [3x]</div><div><br /></div><div>Just one of life's strange intricacies</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-71634574848771031442024-03-18T07:19:00.000-07:002024-03-18T07:19:02.856-07:00Hole In The Ship lyrics - Bad Religion<div>Well they said there was nothing to worry about</div><div>And they said there was no reason to shout</div><div>But I saw the bulkheads cracking</div><div>And for us there's no way out</div><div><br /></div><div>When we started on our journey</div><div>No one ever could have foreseen</div><div>Our desolate and lonely ending</div><div>All I've got is helpless feeling</div><div><br /></div><div>But it doesn't take a genius to see</div><div><br /></div><div>There's a hole in the ship</div><div>And there's nothing we can do</div><div>Our worst fears have now come true</div><div>A few of us are struggling desperately</div><div>To shoot the albatross of H.M.S. Humanity</div><div>It's time to bail, but I think it's too late</div><div><br /></div><div>All my cohorts think I'm crackers</div><div>They've embroiled the local matters</div><div>And despite obvious warning</div><div>They won't heed my futile chatter</div><div><br /></div><div>But there's something they outta know</div><div><br /></div><div>There's a hole in the ship</div><div>The end is oh so near</div><div>The others show no interest or fear</div><div>Our nature overwhelms our buoyancy</div><div>Yeah nothing could patch the growing vacuity</div><div>It's time to bail, but I think it's too late</div><div><br /></div><div>Is it possible we have a social disease that makes us close our eyes in dangerous times</div><div>But I'm joining in nicely?</div><div>Or are we too aware and simply too scared to accept destiny, our mortality</div><div>Our mortality, yeah</div><div><br /></div><div>There's a hole in the ship</div><div>And there's nothing we can do</div><div>Our worst fears have now come true</div><div>A few of us are struggling desperately</div><div>To shoot the albatross of H.M.S. Humanity</div><div>Our nature overwhelms our buoyancy</div><div>And nothing could patch the growing vacuity</div><div>It's time to bail, but I think it's too late</div><div>It's time to bail, (It's time to bail) but I think it's too late</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-57429671921115296882024-03-18T07:18:00.001-07:002024-03-18T07:18:28.517-07:00It's Reciprocal lyics - Bad Religion<div>Hoarding turns allure to discontent</div><div>Altruism's a grind all its own</div><div>Morning makes you know your inner self</div><div>But love is just as pure as you both</div><div><br /></div><div>Because it's reciprocal</div><div>It's reciprocal (it's reciprocal)</div><div>It's reciprocal (it's reciprocal)</div><div>It's reciprocal (it's reciprocal)</div><div><br /></div><div>When true love is metaphysical</div><div>Venal desires we learn to beset</div><div>You and me we've got a special thing</div><div>But I want you to never forget</div><div><br /></div><div>It's reciprocal</div><div>It's reciprocal (it's reciprocal)</div><div>It's reciprocal (it's reciprocal)</div><div>It's reciprocal (it's reciprocal)</div><div><br /></div><div>Each bedtime I stir with regret</div><div>Guilty and vain,</div><div>Hoping for retribution</div><div><br /></div><div>Charity's immune from my demands</div><div>I don't expect a thing from the weak</div><div>But you my love are measured and compared</div><div>Predisposed to my profane decree</div><div><br /></div><div>It's reciprocal</div><div>It's reciprocal (it's reciprocal)</div><div>It's reciprocal (it's reciprocal)</div><div>It's reciprocal (it's reciprocal)</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-9195929179002649782024-03-18T07:18:00.000-07:002024-03-18T07:18:04.057-07:00Lose Your Head (Demo Version) lyrics - Bad Religion<div>Religion who needs it and by the way how should we bury our dead</div><div>I doubt that it matters much son that's what the postman said</div><div>There's an accident waiting to happen at all times anyway</div><div>And maybe we'd all benefit from some epistemic humility</div><div><br /></div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Before you lose your head, yeah</div><div><br /></div><div>I ain't superstitious but hey do you know a good exorcist?</div><div>Despite darker tendencies I've always had a strong bias to exist</div><div>And though recent developments seem like bad news for humanity</div><div>Truly there is no substitute for the law of causality</div><div><br /></div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Before you lose your head, yeah</div><div><br /></div><div>And when your life endeavor evades your clever meddling</div><div>It's only headphone weather so get your head together</div><div><br /></div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Don't lose your head</div><div>Soon we'll all be dead, yeah</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-24469710879750163282024-03-18T07:17:00.000-07:002024-03-18T07:17:33.879-07:00Out Of Hand lyrics - Bad Religion<div><br /></div><div>Don't wanna have to take your shit anymore</div><div>I finally concluded that life is way too short</div><div>The ticking of the hourglass,</div><div>The tiny grains of sand</div><div>It beckons me like gravity,</div><div>Like signposts on the land</div><div>And you got what you wanted</div><div>Without force or reprimand</div><div>The seconds are all running out,</div><div>This burden's out of hand</div><div><br /></div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-32475197939392908972024-03-18T07:16:00.001-07:002024-03-18T07:16:52.382-07:00Tested lyrics - Bad Religion<div>Yeah, they say there's a place free of trouble and care</div><div>And you have to pass a test for to make it there</div><div>It has something to do with the road that's straight and narrow</div><div>And the only way to go it is by being right and thorough</div><div><br /></div><div>There's always one more hill to climb</div><div>There's always one more hill to climb</div><div><br /></div><div>Bombarded by multiple choices 24/7</div><div>Navigating a tangled web of logic and passion</div><div>Guided by subconscious voices, astute and sharpened</div><div>Tested, tested oh oh oh</div><div><br /></div><div>Often times we may be wondering what we're supposed to do</div><div>Stand and deliver or see the conflict through</div><div>And as we long and proceed to build our castles in the sky</div><div>Our plans get confounded and determination dies</div><div><br /></div><div>There's no preparation and no guide</div><div>Just what you've done before here with your life</div><div><br /></div><div>Bombarded by multiple choices 24/7</div><div>Navigating a tangled web of logic and passion</div><div>Guided by subconscious voices, astute and sharpened</div><div>Tested, tested oh oh oh</div><div><br /></div><div>Acting on will, (the test is the reaction)</div><div>Opening your heart, (the test is the emotion)</div><div>Rolling the dice, (the test is the agility)</div><div>Burning out your mind, (the test is the recovery)</div><div>Watch out!</div><div><br /></div><div>You can play by the rules or bend them to your needs</div><div>But the test isn't over till you reach your dark eternal sleep</div><div>There are no absolutes, no big wheels in the sky</div><div>You don't have to be first just gotta somehow get by</div><div><br /></div><div>Bombarded by multiple choices 24/7</div><div>Navigating a tangled web of logic and passion</div><div>Guided by subconscious voices astute and sharpened</div><div>Tested, tested oh oh oh</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-5338027800544375602024-03-18T07:16:00.000-07:002024-03-18T07:16:29.534-07:00The Dodo lyrics - Bad Religion<div>I see a white haired man, he's got a pseudonym</div><div>He's telling people how they're supposed to live</div><div>Nobody's listening to the politician</div><div>No matter what sage advice he has to give</div><div><br /></div><div>He's got a clumsy, outdated m.o.</div><div>And he's come to a fork in the road</div><div>And there is only one direction to go</div><div><br /></div><div>Among the commuters, dwarfed by the skyscrapers</div><div>I watch the countless millions fighting for space</div><div>See hateful, petty acts, disjointed images,</div><div>And can't believe that I'm one of the same race</div><div><br /></div><div>We're all just struggling to cope</div><div>And we come to a fork in the road</div><div>As we watch our foundations erode</div><div>There's only one direction to go</div><div><br /></div><div>It's the way of the dodo</div><div>Such a noble destiny</div><div>It's the waltz of desperation</div><div>Passed along to you and me</div><div>The way of the dodo</div><div>(It's the gray stuff in your head)</div><div>(It's the pulse of the living and the voices of the dead)</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-7803523406409737562024-03-18T07:15:00.000-07:002024-03-18T07:15:12.226-07:00The Kids Are Alt-Right lyrics - Bad Religion<div>Jakc boots crackin' on a polished floor</div><div>Red hats gathered in the liquor store</div><div>Pure hearts race on a crystal night</div><div>Everybody grab a torch to light</div><div><br /></div><div>Everybody</div><div>Need somebody</div><div>Join the party</div><div>The kids are Alt-Right today</div><div><br /></div><div>Now grab your partner and do-si-do</div><div>Populism is a sold out show</div><div>Humanity is a nowhere scene</div><div>When everybody has an AR-15</div><div><br /></div><div>Everybody</div><div>Need somebody</div><div>Join the party</div><div>The kids are Alt-Right today</div><div><br /></div><div>We love God</div><div>We love our women</div><div>We love tradition</div><div>We love kin</div><div>We've got shiny new tools</div><div>For ancient impulses</div><div>That we can't even understand</div><div>So if you feel alone</div><div>And downtrodden</div><div>There's an elixir for your ills</div><div><br /></div><div>Join the Alt-Right post light endarkenment order</div><div>And the rest of those bastards</div><div>Can go to hell</div><div><br /></div><div>Alternative facts</div><div>Alternative lies</div><div>Alternative names</div><div>Alternative tribes</div><div><br /></div><div>Everybody</div><div>Let's get bloody</div><div>Join the party</div><div>The kids are Alt-Right today</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-33188008289125285002024-03-18T07:14:00.001-07:002024-03-18T07:14:47.978-07:00The Profane Rights Of Man lyrics - Bad Religion<div>Hostility to every living creature</div><div>Like anti-intellectual demands</div><div>"Inalienable" is not some moving feature</div><div>It's foundational bedrock of the land</div><div><br /></div><div>So it's criminal, antithetical, inimical</div><div>To enlightened plan</div><div>If you seek to make divisible</div><div>The principle of the profane rights of man</div><div><br /></div><div>And so returns the bourgeoisie</div><div>The bastard child of democracy</div><div>Morphs into aristocracy</div><div>Demands advantage, it must not receive</div><div>But if the citizen will not stay it's hand</div><div>The myth becomes a menace on the land</div><div><br /></div><div>And it's criminal, antithetical, inimical</div><div>Intelligence and knowledge are an ordnance</div><div>A constant check on privilege and wealth</div><div>Nurture and provisioning their furtherance</div><div>A fundament of democratic health</div><div><br /></div><div>So it's criminal, antithetical, inimical</div><div>To enlightened plan</div><div>If you seek to make divisible</div><div>The principle of the profane rights of man</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-50132024828661586522024-03-18T07:14:00.000-07:002024-03-18T07:14:17.858-07:00The Truth lyrics - Bad Religion<div>Madness takes its toll on me,</div><div>Still thoughts of what should be,</div><div>Stupid lies used to comfort me,</div><div>Wishing things they told would make sense.</div><div><br /></div><div>I used to be a man of principle,</div><div>No true believer, never troubled,</div><div>But now I stagnate on mundane things,</div><div>I'm always concerned with what tomorrow brings.</div><div><br /></div><div>And these thoughts are a dream,</div><div>A dream that's remained in my head,</div><div>And destroys what I've said,</div><div>And corrodes my will until I'm almost dead,</div><div>The light flickers on, although not for long,</div><div>The world turns away, and restores a new day,</div><div>The sun never dies, and the new baby cries,</div><div>I search my whole life, with inquisitive eyes.</div><div><br /></div><div>But I realize now I'll never find it,</div><div>And I don't think the gods are gonna show it,</div><div>'cuz I realize now I'll never find... the truth, the truth.</div><div><br /></div><div>What's in a bond between two living things,</div><div>What natural law can control such things,</div><div>Are these the questions that motivate you,</div><div>What is the force that tells you what to do.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well it might as well be a dream,</div><div>A dream that remains in your head,</div><div>And corrodes what you've said,</div><div>And destroys your thought until you're almost dead,</div><div>The light flickers on, although not for long,</div><div>The world turns away, and restores a new day,</div><div>The sun never dies, and the new baby cries,</div><div>I search my whole life, with inquisitive eyes.</div><div><br /></div><div>But I realize now I'll never find it,</div><div>And I don't think the gods are gonna show it,</div><div>'cuz I realize now I'll never find... the truth, the truth.</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-69575648797571163952024-03-18T07:13:00.001-07:002024-03-18T07:13:40.190-07:00The Universal Cynic lyrics - Bad Religion<div>Catch a shooting star and put it in your pocket</div><div>Then your pants will start on fire</div><div>One bird in the hand, or two birds in the bush</div><div>Neither do you any good, when you're stuck in the quagmire</div><div><br /></div><div>Show everyone you're not sure that they're telling the truth</div><div>Then you can be known as the universal cynic too</div><div><br /></div><div>Benefit your fellow man with good deeds for the day</div><div>And you'll serve your life away</div><div>Pennies saved today are pennies still tomorrow</div><div>Strewn upon the desk, piled up in the paper weight</div><div><br /></div><div>Show everyone you're not sure that they're telling the truth</div><div>Then you'll be known as the universal cynic too</div><div><br /></div><div>Wipe your opaque eyes and restore your crystal vision</div><div>Turn another cheek and exalt in your decision</div><div>A bit of exercise for the universal cynic in you</div><div><br /></div><div>Early to bed, and early to rise</div><div>Precludes you from seeing the most brilliant starry nights</div><div>Sticks and stones can break bones, words can't really hurt</div><div>Unless you carry guns, and are hungry for a fight</div><div><br /></div><div>Challenging the standards, or questioning the established rules</div><div>Trying to understand how they can benefit you</div><div>Showing everyone you're not sure that they're telling the truth</div><div>Just a bit of exercise for the universal cynic in you;</div><div>The universal cynic in you</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-8138407592782349512024-03-18T07:13:00.000-07:002024-03-18T07:13:16.837-07:00Wasting Oxygen lyrics - Bad Religion<div>The times they are a-changing</div><div>The land is growing pale</div><div>There are far too many people and no fresh air to inhale</div><div><br /></div><div>But many do not know this, they live in a cocoon</div><div>Unhealthy and unmotivated, they wallow in their doom</div><div><br /></div><div>And they think they don't harm you or me</div><div>But they're wasting oxygen, a scarce commodity</div><div>Just sit around wasting oxygen, they're miserable but free</div><div><br /></div><div>Some say you deserve pity, you're a victim not a cause</div><div>Of the difficult socio-economic milieu and oppressive laws</div><div>But who can make a judgment, at the risk of sounding brash</div><div>You'd make the world a little better if you'd get up off your ass</div><div><br /></div><div>And I'm sorry if this may sound terse</div><div>But you're wasting oxygen, you have no net worth</div><div>Just sit around wasting oxygen, just take up room on Earth</div><div>You're wasting oxygen</div><div><br /></div><div>Everybody's got to deal with scarcity</div><div>There's just ain't enough to go around</div><div>But your value doesn't out weigh your cost to the world</div><div>But I know no one would cry if you were lost but never found</div><div><br /></div><div>You're wasting oxygen [x4]</div><div>A scarce commodity, you're wasting oxygen!</div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-10137958944683541902024-03-18T07:12:00.000-07:002024-03-18T07:12:56.240-07:00What Are We Standing For lyrics - Bad Religion<div>An adventure in secular morality</div><div>Shouldn't be an insurrection to us all</div><div>And a counterfeit political currency</div><div>Shouldn't stand there as a patriotic call</div><div><br /></div><div>All the vitriol and hyperbole</div><div>Testifies to vacant humanity</div><div>And the rabble that is pounding at the door</div><div><br /></div><div>Don't know what they're standing for anymore</div><div>Find some understanding for</div><div>Those who kneel to implore</div><div>Know just what they're standing for</div><div><br /></div><div>What's the lasting legacy</div><div>Of the humanistic progress that we made?</div><div>Or the blood that spilled for someone else's</div><div>Profit but would never be repaid?</div><div><br /></div><div>There's the useless hope of the afterlife</div><div>But it can't assuage all the toil and strife</div><div>And the pious who were promised so much more</div><div><br /></div><div>Don't know what they're standing for anymore</div><div>Show some understanding for</div><div>Those who can't hope for more</div><div>Know just what they're standing for, oh oh oh</div><div>Find some understanding for</div><div>Those who kneel to implore</div><div>Know just what they're standing for</div><div><br /></div><div>There's a sound in the attic</div><div>Of memories erratic</div><div>A firm resolution</div><div>For an eternal constitution</div><div>The bravery of self-defense</div><div>Against the pull of ignorance</div><div>Shudder to adore</div><div><br /></div><div>Those who don't know what they're standing for</div><div>Find some understanding for</div><div>Those who can't hope for more</div><div>Know just what they're standing for, oh oh oh</div><div>Be someone who's standing for</div><div>Take a knee on the floor</div><div>Know just what you're standing for</div><div><br /></div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-54970169066184821772010-11-14T04:50:00.003-08:002010-11-17T00:28:05.427-08:00"The Dissent Of Man" (2010)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnIiQCO10qNk7jr-MGr9IMkE0IwKMRwRKCKY_sZDZBiMQzRm05cAxjuTUHl09bwETb3bkOFXLmCw8dL2XBj3pG_N1tjZ7EFh3lO_g5CToGcwfm2ttnX9wgCHUcB75xhiqlipxswk_dgxw/s1600/man.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnIiQCO10qNk7jr-MGr9IMkE0IwKMRwRKCKY_sZDZBiMQzRm05cAxjuTUHl09bwETb3bkOFXLmCw8dL2XBj3pG_N1tjZ7EFh3lO_g5CToGcwfm2ttnX9wgCHUcB75xhiqlipxswk_dgxw/s320/man.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-19953171841160516082010-11-14T04:50:00.001-08:002010-11-14T04:50:22.986-08:00The Day That The Earth Stalled Lyrics – Bad ReligionDo you remember when we were young, adventure had no end?<br />
Those were the days my friend<br />
But I'm not talking about that at all<br />
Do you remember when you marred my future with a sickly parasitic pall?<br />
That was the day that the earth stalled<br />
That was the day the earth stalled<br />
That was the day the earth stalled<br />
<br />
Friction, bonds, and gravity, all harmonic motion ceased<br />
Life itself could not maintain from that singularity<br />
Try to withstand a magnetic storm with no one to keep you warm<br />
Waiting for the rest to fall, since the day that the earth stalled<br />
<br />
That was the day the earth stalled<br />
Since the day that the earth stalled<br />
On that day that the earth stalled<br />
That was the day the earth stalled<br />
On that day that the earth stalledCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-69738723054335574712010-11-14T04:49:00.000-08:002010-11-14T04:49:00.880-08:00Only Rain Lyrics – Bad ReligionHey scientist please save us from our rainy days<br />
Because your counterpart in the magic art is manufacturing judgment day<br />
There's a fell wind blowing out of the east<br />
Bringing famine drought and plague<br />
Well now at least that's what they say<br />
<br />
Rain fell like judgment<br />
Across my windowpane<br />
Said it fell like judgment<br />
But it was only rain<br />
<br />
Well I know what's wrong and I know what's right<br />
And I know that evil exists sure as day turns into night<br />
When a man gets down on his knees to pray you know he'll find what he is able<br />
But chances are he'll find it either way<br />
<br />
Rain fell like judgment<br />
Across my windowpane<br />
Said it fell like judgment<br />
But it was only rain<br />
<br />
It fell like judgment<br />
Across my windowpane<br />
Said it fell like judgment<br />
But it was only rain<br />
<br />
Oh Lord have mercy on a humble man<br />
Lost in the wilderness without a guiding hand<br />
<br />
Rain fell like judgment<br />
Across my windowpane<br />
Said it fell like judgment<br />
But it was only rain<br />
<br />
It fell like judgment<br />
Across my windowpane<br />
Said it fell like judgment<br />
But it was only rainCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-18462553459918606912010-11-14T04:47:00.001-08:002010-11-14T04:47:11.224-08:00The Resist Stance Lyrics – Bad ReligionSeeds of rebellion lay outside your front door<br />
If you nourish them and water them they'll grow into a healthy "what for?"<br />
And if revolution isn't what's in store, how can you care anymore?<br />
<br />
It's a dangerous slip, a conscientious shift<br />
In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip<br />
Lest the state of your resolve makes you quickly devolve to a fundamentalist<br />
<br />
You're an archetype that they can pin to the wall<br />
When you cling to your convictions like a farm animal in its stall<br />
Never thinking of the bigger world outside, as they take you for a ride<br />
<br />
It's a dangerous slip, a conscientious shift<br />
In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip<br />
Because passion unabated can be readily conflated with belligerence<br />
<br />
It's a dangerous slip and a conscientious shift<br />
In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip<br />
And the verdict won't be kind, cuz they're desperate for a viable alternative.<br />
<br />
Take a stance. The resist stance.<br />
Take a stance. The resist stance.<br />
Take a stance. The resist stance.<br />
Take a stance. The resist stance!CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-80683337194270340042010-11-14T04:46:00.003-08:002010-11-14T04:46:49.666-08:00Won't Somebody Lyrics – Bad ReligionOut in the cold like a bundle of coal<br />
Little packets of darkness wanting to glow<br />
<br />
Well there's nobody home and there's a wreck in the yard<br />
Well maybe they're coming back<br />
If we wish really hard<br />
If we wish real hard now<br />
<br />
Won't somebody please come up with something<br />
'cuz Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working<br />
And all of the rest are really down in the ratings<br />
So everyone is gonna keep on waiting<br />
<br />
Waiting for peace at the end of the street<br />
Back behind our apartment and in passenger seats<br />
Just a moment of bliss amid all of the waste<br />
The despair and oblivion of our precarious race<br />
It's ours to face now<br />
<br />
Won't somebody please come up with something<br />
'cuz Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working<br />
And all of the rest are really down in the ratings<br />
So everyone is gonna keep on waiting<br />
<br />
Now I know nothing lasts forever<br />
So we might as well wish for a goddam fix of this toxic changing weather<br />
<br />
Now tell me won't somebody come up with something<br />
'cuz Jesus just don't seem to be impartially working<br />
And all of the others can barely stay in the running<br />
But everyone is still right here waiting<br />
<br />
Won't somebody please come up with something<br />
Won't somebody please come up with something<br />
Won't somebody pleaseCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-80910338345899030052010-11-14T04:46:00.001-08:002010-11-14T04:46:21.754-08:00The Devil In Stitches Lyrics – Bad ReligionAngels fall down without warning<br />
Cherry lipstick on their teeth and all dangerous curves.<br />
She had a bulletproof mind and big pawn-shop eyes<br />
And nothing you could say would get to her.<br />
<br />
So don't look homeward angel from that rumble seat.<br />
I can strum twice and make it all go away.<br />
We'll tap every last drop until that beating stops<br />
And let the Devil come join us dancing...<br />
<br />
Across that yellow sun,<br />
We'll run,<br />
Because the Devil in stitches only has his fun<br />
Performing for the chosen one.<br />
<br />
We can run.<br />
<br />
She was living on the edge of a knife.<br />
His head was filled with restless ghosts.<br />
It's so easy to love a bringer of destruction.<br />
She said, "Darling, I love you madly."<br />
<br />
Black tear-stained cheeks behind your shattered window,<br />
Praying for a song to save her life.<br />
I had a paperback crime running straight down my spine,<br />
So let the Devil come join us dancing...<br />
<br />
Across that yellow sun,<br />
We'll run,<br />
While the Devil in stitches goes and has his fun<br />
Performing for the chosen one.<br />
<br />
We can run wild in the street,<br />
Like a formal procession of love and deceit.<br />
I will carry you home like a body from the wreckage.<br />
Here's your punch-drunk cupid, knocked clean out of his senses.<br />
<br />
I know he drove her out to the brink.<br />
That's where they stood and looked out.<br />
But then he made a decision.<br />
That's where they made a division.<br />
<br />
Declaring war on the weather,<br />
A reckless pact with forever.<br />
So come on and sing,<br />
Sing hallelujah right now.CALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-68526509913016963252010-11-14T04:41:00.001-08:002010-11-14T04:41:59.652-08:00Pride And The Pallor Lyrics – Bad ReligionPapa had a wife and kids he kept them on a leash and he bid them all to do his every deed<br />
When he was a kid he was treated just the same so he hid his feelings from his family<br />
Lost as an island out at sea, resistant to the gentle waves of empathy<br />
<br />
Papa and his family always on parade<br />
Tearing through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade<br />
But time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell<br />
<br />
What they created was a family story no one will tell<br />
It's a photo album too terrible<br />
But the pride and the pallor continue to swell as the matron silently prays<br />
<br />
Junior resented the tradition they upheld and it ate him up inside most every day<br />
Silence was golden and they kept him to his word<br />
So bewildered when he finally ran away<br />
Oh, obligations never cease<br />
Oblivious of the ways to give his soul some peace<br />
<br />
Yeah, papa and his family always on parade<br />
Passing through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade<br />
But time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell<br />
<br />
What they created was a family story no one will tell<br />
It's a photo album too terrible<br />
But the pride and the pallor continue to swell as the matron silently prays<br />
<br />
"Get me out of here, someone's got to save the day."<br />
The children are reminded to do it for the daddy's sake<br />
And happiness is ever so far, far away.<br />
<br />
Yeah, lost as an island out at sea, resistant to the gentle waves of empathy<br />
Papa and his family always on parade<br />
Tearing through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade<br />
It's just a sick calamity that fatherhood made, but time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell<br />
<br />
What they created was a family story no one will tell<br />
It's a photo album too terrible<br />
But the pride and the pallor continue to swell as the matron silently praysCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872390735135995649.post-38364581683071513702010-11-14T04:39:00.003-08:002010-11-14T04:39:43.376-08:00Wrong Way Kids Lyrics – Bad ReligionStop them from shimmering away<br />
On blank sidewalk glittering asphalt somewhere summer days<br />
The wrong way kids were something more than friends<br />
Navigating a sprawl without end<br />
<br />
Did you ever want to take bad advice<br />
Did you ever want to go and take it twice<br />
Do you remember when the world began to put up its thorny fence<br />
Right, you are my friend<br />
So what's wrong with them<br />
There go the wrong way kids<br />
<br />
Singing whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh<br />
Singing whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh<br />
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh<br />
And they call them the wrong way kids<br />
<br />
The kids today are gone away petitioning the dust<br />
With noone to look up to because they're looking up to us<br />
Just misfit melancholy dregs gone lost in the mall<br />
Wanderers to nowhere at all<br />
<br />
Did you ever want to take bad advice<br />
Did you ever want to go and take it twice<br />
Do you remember when the world began to put up its thorny fence<br />
Right, you are my friend<br />
So what's wrong with them<br />
There go the wrong way kids<br />
<br />
Singing whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh<br />
Singing whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh<br />
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh ohhhh<br />
And they call them the wrong way kidsCALL OF DUTY MOBILE GUNSMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14855555448246516426noreply@blogger.com0