You took a time bomb and a case of crackes and
you made a maelstrom of organic debris
Then you took a work bench and a rusty anvil and
you polished them for everyone to see
You have created an unhealthy monster, but you're nowhere,
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 you made him perfect
You took a lion and stripped him of his pride
Then you took a million more varieties, a scalpel and 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 all to see
Mutations, aberrations, and blatant anomolies
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?

Lyrics by Bad Religion

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Comment by zeeman barzell on January 28, 2011 at 6:21pm

Punks not dead. It just sucks nowdays.

Thanks for the memories.



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