Cover di How Could Hell Be Any Worse?

How Could Hell Be Any Worse?
Album - 12 gennaio 1982 - Debaser id 70150

di Bad Religion

Early man walked away
As modern man took control
Their minds weren't all the same
To conquer was his goal
So he built his great empire
And he slaughtered his own kind
Then he died a confused man
Killed himself with his own mind

Early man walked away
As modern man took control
Their minds weren't all the same
To conquer was his goal
So he built his great empire
And he slaughtered his own kind
Then he died a confused man
Killed himself with his own mind

Early man walked away
As modern man took control
Their minds weren't all the same
To conquer was his goal
So he built his great empire
And he slaughtered his own kind
Then he died a confused man
Killed himself with his own mind

We're only gonna die from our own arrogance
We're only gonna die from our own arrogance
We're only gonna die from our own arrogance
We're only gonna die from our own arrogance
Il tuo voto:
In this world today there ain't nobody to thank
Just blame it on the kids and toss 'em into the tank
And if they yell for justice we'll hide them from the light
So that when they learn the truth they won't be scared of the night

Put the key in the hole when you get home from school
I'll be home by 8:30, your father will too
If you cause any trouble then I don't want to see
Cause you'll go straight to bed and you won't have no TV
Il tuo voto:
The final page is written in the books of history,
As man unleashed his deadly bombs and sent troops overseas
To fight a war which can't be won and kills the human race,
A show of greed and ignorance, man's quest for dominance.
They say when a mistake is made, a lesson can be learned.
But this time, there's no turning back, the hate engulfs the world.
A million lives are lost each day, a city slowly burns,
A mother holds her dying child, but no one is concerned!
Il tuo voto:
It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you

You're living on a mound of dirt
But you can't explain your reason for existence
So you blame it on God

There's so much hatred in this world
And you can't decide who's pulling the strings
So you figure it's God

Your whole life foreshadows death
And you finally realize you don't want to die alone
So you'll always have God

It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you

It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you

There's people in the world today
Who say they're jewish, christian and such
They're all ignorant fools

They'll tell you you can't have your own way
Unless you pay money and dedicate your life
Or you'll be damned in hell

Don't be feeble like all of them
You have your own brain full of thoughts and choices
So use it don't let them use you

It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you
Il tuo voto:
There's people out there that say I'm no good
'Cause I don't believe the things that I should
And when the final conflict comes, I'll be so sorry I did wrong
And hope and pray that our lord God will think I'm good

Countries manufacture bombs and guns
To kill your brother for something that he hasn't even done
Smog is ruining my lungs, but they aren't sorry they've done wrong
They hide behind their lies that they're helping everyone

In the end the good will go to heaven up above
The bad will perish in the depths of hell
How can hell be any worse when life alone is such a curse?
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell (x3)

We're living in the denoument of the battle's gripping awe
So what's the use of being good to satisfy them all?

How could hell be any worse? Life alone is such a curse!
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell (x5)
Il tuo voto:
Death and the shadow that it casts on life scares me little or none
People tell me of a divine right and the happy chosen one

I'm a freak 'cause my morals clash with others in the world
I go home while they work hard, then they say I'm wrong

There's only one place to be, while living with tragedy
If their sins affected me, I gotta be damned to be free

Freedom is responsibility, pay more than it's worth
Instincts tells us not to die, hazy myth since birth

Learn their rules and play their game, deceive yourself in haste
Turn your own brain into dust, it's not theirs to waste

There's only one place to be, while living with tragedy
Extract the nectar, burn the tree, I gotta be damned to be free

Thinking this world it ain't so bad
Dying it's just another fad
Working eight hours, that's not for me
Dying it's just your destiny
Il tuo voto:
Wasted children, fixed blank eyes
Blood and sweat, we socialize
Broken homes from which they come
Beer-stained dad, compliant mom

Fear and love, much despised
Replaced by comfortable lies
Teenage classic, more cliche
One step further on the edge of decay

White trash, 2nd generation (3x)
Don your crown and cleanse the nation

Are you ready to fight for your morality?
Right wing allies, white supremacy
Pretty fascist on the tube
Draped in red and white and blue

White trash, 2nd generation
Stupid foibles, indignation
Offspring of suburban fright
Pearl-white creatures of the night

White trash, 2nd generation (3x)
Don your crown and cleanse the nation

Stiff blue collar, coat and tie
Brand new breeds side by side
Christian ethic, right extremes
Shoved down our throat as the american dream

White trash, 2nd generation
Stupid foibles, indignation
Offspring of suburban fright
Pearl-white creatures of the night

White trash, 2nd generation (3x)
Don your crown and cleanse the nation

White trash, 2nd generation (3x)
Don your crown and cleanse the nation
Il tuo voto:
Weak and sick, dying in the sand
No such thing as a promised land
Don't lose faith in a better life
Reincarnation, poor excuse

You're dying you assholes, your religion can't help you now
Dying and starving in the fields you used to plow

Rotting bones in your barren fields
Worshipped creature's supposed to heal
He won't save you and he won't save me
See what you want to see

Hindu religion in the mind of a working Joe
Starving and dying in the fields you used to know

You're tied and bound to a God's useless advice
Bloated stomachs from aching diseases hold back the fight
In the end you'll return once more to die again
Go on till you can't no more in non-eternal sin
Il tuo voto:
Presidential election every four years
But neither man we can see or hear
Urgent cries for society
But he can't see the blood on me

Do you see?
Do you see too much for me?
Try that with our oligarchy (2x)
Oligarchy, oligarchy
Il tuo voto:
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