Letras:
Bad Religion The Empire Strikes First

: There's a prophet on a mountain and he's making up dinner with long division and writing crop anybody can feel like a winner when it's served up

: Maybe it?s too late for an intellectual debate, but a residue of confusion remains. Changing with the times, and amphetamine tortured minds are

: We strike first and we're unrehearsed here we go again to stage the greatest show on heaven and earth come on, get your money's worth don't wanna

: The quickening is an ephemeral thing That only happens in the dark Like catching lightning in a jar And the pain that it brings Is just the promise

: Oh yeah! A study of history reveals an unflagging appeal to mystery You talk about abstraction at the top of the list But you might as well get

: The road is narrow, the horizon wide And to say what?s waiting on the other side His soul, a warden (i.e. God), and the ultimate prize But what

This song goes out To all the hopeless sinners With grave allegiances So meaningless and vain The walking wounded In a pageant of contenders Who balance

Maybe it?s too late for intellectual debate But a residue of confusion remains All changin' with the times And you better make up your minds Are the average

can't win, and we're stuck here together Yeah, I hope it will last forever" "Don't ever dare to hope" he said So I'm never let down too bad I know there