Bad Religion (theme Song) — текст песни (Bad Religion)

See my body, it`s nothing to get hung about.
I`m nobody except genetic runaround.
Spiritual era`s gone, it ain`t comin` back.
Bad religion, a cabal, that is all that`s left.
Hey Mr. Mind, stop wasting my time,
With your factory precision.
Factory precision is your
Bad religion, too good to take.
Indecision, it`s not too late.
Bad religion, bad religion.
Ay!
Don`t you know the place you live`s a piece of shit?
Don`t you know blind faith in life will conquer it?
Don`t you know responsibility is ours?
I don`t care a think about eternal fires.
Listen this time, it`s more than a rhyme,
It`s conjured up in lies.
Your indecision is your
Bad religion, too good to take.
Indecision, it`s not too late.
Bad religion, too good to take.
Indecision, it`s not too late.
Bad religion, bad religion,
Bad religion.
Note: This was the third and final recorded version of the theme song
(usually known as the slow version).