"...You Give Up"
 
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.

Back To The Known (EP, 1985)



1.   Yesterday
2.   Frogger
3.   Bad Religion (Theme Song)
4.   Along The Way
5.   New Leaf

"Yesterday"
 
Run, but don't be scared to look behind.
Stop, don't wait too long, make up your mind.

The end is almost here,
The sky, the air, so nice and clear,
The sound of your decay,
And the ringing in the air is the sweet debris of yesterday.

There, now that you know it's not so bad.
See, the good things soon flow proximal

So if you try to enhance,
We don't deserve another chance.
Just laugh along the way,
And kiss your ass goodbye with a shadow dream of yesterday.

Yesterday, the good old days.
Yesterday, the way we used to play.
Yesterday, it just got worse and worse.
Yesterday, the future's been rehearsed.

Run, but don't be scared to look behind.
Stop, don't wait too long, make up your mind.

The end is almost here,
The sky, the air, so nice and clear,
The sound of your decay,
And the ringing in the air is the sweet debris of yesterday.
Yesterday.
Yesterday.

"Frogger"
 
(Nice going, spazz)
I'm tired of this city, all this toil and strife.
Trying to cross the boulevard, playing Frogger with my life.
Frogger with my life [x2]
I'm tired of this city, all this toil and strife.
Trying to cross the boulevard, playing Frogger with my life.
Frogger with my life (with my life), [x3]
Frogger with my life.

"Bad Religion (Theme Song)"
 
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 copout, that is all that's left
Hey Mr. Mime, stop wasting my time,
With your factory precision.
Factory precision is your
Bad Religion, regurgitate
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 through lies won't 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 your indecision.
Your indecision is your
Bad Religion, regurgitate
Indecision, it's not too late.
Bad Religion, regurgitate
Indecision, it's not too late.
Bad Religion, Bad Religion,
Bad Religion.

"Along The Way"
 
I refuse to abuse what is kind to the Muse,
But it's there and it's happening to me along the way.
As we go through the snow, we cannot forget our foes,
But the dinner's always waiting at the table 'long the way, yeah.

What you see, not for me, isn't what you planned to be,
But you'll have what you wanted in the end along the way.
And we'll try as we cry and our brothers pass us by,
To be strong through the ages of our tears along the way, yeah.

Now we grow as we show that the morals we must know
Will be shapen and mistaken by the falls along the way.
But forget, don't regret, to find love and happiness
Unless you're willing to be strong when they are gone along the way.
Like Tommy, you are free, and you will not follow me,
Until we see each other once more on the path along the way.

"New Leaf"
 
When everybody dies around you, from someone else's gun,
It really makes you stop and think about the years to come.
Something good had to happen to the human race.
We all had better stop hoping and set our heads on straight.
You've gotta turn over a new leaf,
'Cause that old one's turning on you.
We've gotta turn over a new leaf.
If the future's only hoped for, we are doomed.
Today is over, it's already shot, so we can think about ourselves.
They keep on working on our nature, they're saying that can only help.
Start throwing out your pockets, keep what you really only need.
Save life and earth and water, there can't be any other need.
You've gotta turn over a new leaf,
'Cause that old one's turning on you.
You've gotta turn over a new leaf.
If the future's only hoped for, we are doomed.

You've gotta turn over a new leaf,
'Cause that old one's turning on you.
We've gotta turn over a new leaf.
And let your love come on through.
You've gotta turn over a new leaf,
'Cause that old one's turning on you.
We've gotta turn over a new leaf,
A new, a new, a new.

Suffer (1988)



1.   You Are (The Government)
2.   1,000 More Fools
3.   How Much Is Enough?
4.   When?
5.   Give You Nothing
6.   Land Of Competition
7.   Forbidden Beat
8.   Best For You
9.   Suffer
10.   Delirium Of Disorder
11.   Part II (The Numbers Game)
12.   What Can You Do?
13.   Do What You Want
14.   Part IV (The Index Fossil)
15.   Pessimistic Lines

"You Are (The Government)"
 
Hey sit down and listen and they'll tell you when you're wrong.
Eradicate but vindicate as "progress" creeps along.
Puritan work ethic maintains its subconscious edge
As Old Glory maintains your consciousness.
There's a loser in the house, and a puppet on the stool,
And a crowded way of life, and a black reflecting pool,
And as the people bend, the moral fabric dies,
The country can't pretend to ignore its people's cries.
You are the government.
You are jurisprudence.
You are the volition.
You are juridiction.
And I make a difference too.

"1,000 More Fools"
 
I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth,
Phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth.
I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes,
Inchoate beatitude, the Lord of the Flies.
So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray?
Kaleidoscoping images of love on the way.
Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay.
1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day.
They try to tell me that the lamb is on the way,
With microwave transmissions they bombard us every day.
The masses are obsequious, contented in their sleep.
The vortex of their minds ensconsed within the murky deep.
So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray?
Kaleidoscoping images of love on the way.
Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay.
1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day.