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Bad Religion
Bad Religion


Background information
Origin Woodland Hills, California
Genre(s) Punk Rock
Melodic Hardcore
Hardcore Punk
Years active 1979—present
Label(s) Epic Records
Atlantic Records
Epitaph Records
Associated acts Error
Circle Jerks
Black President
Infectious Grooves
Minor Threat
Government Issue
Dag Nasty
Daredevils
Bad4Good
Suicidal Tendencies
Website Website
Members
Greg Graffin
Brett Gurewitz
Jay Bentley
Greg Hetson
Brian Baker
Brooks Wackerman
Former members
Jay Ziskrout
Davy Goldman
Tim Gallegos
Pete Finestone
John Albert
Lucky Lehrer
Bobby Schayer
Paul Dedona



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Bad Religion Album


Into The Unknown (1983)
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you never know that feeling
till you try that healing feeling
can turn you all about
and you can see the second wave of life
that losers triangle sets you down
and out don't misread don't mislead
you could be your only friend
but when the hammer comes down
and you don't hear a sound
you can look all around and see...
that it's only over when you give up!

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there was a man who banged his head against a wall
he banged for 20 years, the damn thing wouldn't fall
he left an honest life
he left a broken wife
he left it all behind, just to see what he could find

millions and millions chase the wild goose tonight
to conquer loneliness they'll chase it all their lives
and when they find it they can just lay down and die
it seems the game is mostly pointless in the presence of the prize.

there was a woman who had a man as cold as ice
he built four walls so strong and he kept her locked inside
she harbored loneliness
her husband couldn't guess
that she'd take off her dress
and kill herself without a mess

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a crack developed and a name blew in
billy gnosis, weak and thin
he moved to california to start a new life
because back in his hometown he just killed his wife

he started drinking heavy back then
he starting eating things that made his head trim
then his brain became a factory
for making chemicals that shouldn't be

oh billy couldn't remember his name
billy gnosis was going insane
and soaked in blue light he played and played
i can still hear that sound he made...

billy burned his phone and blew up his car
he sat and watched tv and played the guitar
and read a book that made his head spin
how could he have known that there were worms within?
and the worms ate into his brain
through his eyes and through his ears they came
they left their home so they'd multiply
and feed on billy's chemicals in paradise.

oh billy couldn't remember his name
our unsung hero had gone insane
and soaked in blue light he played and played:
the only thing that killed the worms: my brain

. . .


Part One
from the bird and the deer who live on the same
to the condominiums that litter the plain
it took time... time and disregard
from the green and the trees that shot high in the air
to the high-business market-men who take all that's there
it took time... time and disregard

Part Two
one more acre, another tree
"it's all untamed, of course it's free"
one more acre, it seems no one cares
"another great chance to put a building there"

Part Three
I used to roam, wherever I would
I'd see my friends and I'd eat what I could
we did live together in our borderless state
survival our instinct, nature our fate
today I see borders and my friends disappear
man chooses my fate thus I live in fear
tomorrow the trucks come
I've nowhere to run
my home is destroyed so they can have fun.

Part Four
from the wild natural wonderland from which we all came
to the cement and metal that lost all the game
it took time... time and disregard............

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hey did you find the pieces your mentor left behind?
and did you care, did you trade his genius for your dispair?
did you walk the line?
did you see the mongrels on either side?
did greasy finers grasp for pieces of your mind?

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when you're sitting alone, frown and groan
over your bad day
when you're laughing with peers
forget your years, then be on your way
but don't forget, all the while
that you've crossed the social mile
and a million days is worth one good laugh
but don't forget, all the while
that you've crossed the social mile
and a million days is worth one good laugh

. . .


the systems of life hum accordingly
every day, every year, every century
but, everywhere humans go things get worse
can't you tell through the smoke in the dirty city
the jungle was once a tranquil hideaway
for the kind of trees and the mountains themselves
but man those things sell a million dollars a pound
cut them up, dry them out, good display for the shelves
why can't we just leave them alone?

who is the animal?
who is that dangerous beast?
why were the other ones made?
i know it wasn't just for our feast

and now they're down to 250 lone souls
they're a breed of a losing generation it seems
the killers are ourselves so you know who to blame
it was man with his plan and his frightening greed
i don't think we'll ever leave them alone

. . .


so...
you've given it all you can
and your life is in the garbage can
and you say you're tired and dry
cuz your mind won't let you cry
so you hang up what is left inside
and you want to kiss it all goodbye

you're lost in space, you're swirling ever higher
you're lost on your own, you're too far from home
you're no one's friend, you gave it your best try yeah!
you're stuck in the drone, of being alone.

you turn to light, but all you get is darkness
your head turns to stone, your numbness has grown
you're stuck inside your little world of rejects
the good world unknown, you're stuck in the drone.

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