Bad Religion

You've got to quit your little charade
And join the freak parade
Now that your road has been paved
From conception to your grave
There are enormous things to do
Others' practices to eschew
To be better than you is impossible to do
But the world won't stop without you!

Your achievements are unsurpassed
You are highly-ordered mass
But you can bet your ass
Your free energy will dissipate
Two billion years thus far
Now mister here you are
An element in a sea of enthalpic organic compounds

You're only as elegant as your actions let you be
A piece of chaos related phylogenetically
To every living organ system they're siblings don't you see
The earth rotates and will revolve without you constantly

Written by WILKES-KRIER, ANDREW F.
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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