If home is where the heart is, why do I feel so fucking heartless? The crumbling skyline cuts a vicious horizon, sinking its teeth into the cold

's gone, it ain't comin' back Bad religion, a cabal, that is all that's left Hey Mr. Mind, stop wasting

't believe in self important folks who preach No Bad Religion song can make your life complete Prepare

Reincarnation, poor excuse You're dyin' you assholes, your religion can't help you now Dyin' and starvin

be detained But facts are sterile, not vulgar nor sublime And they're not religion, they're for everyone

fecundity a trammel or a treasure? And I wanna conquer the world Give all the idiots a brand new religion

, and regaled yourself with depravity? Now we all see, religion's just synthetic frippery Unnecessary in our

, the treasure thrown away, i'm so tired of all the fucked up minds of all the terrorist religions

Here's a story of an honest man losing religion Climbing the pulpit steps before an eager

Never asking what it means When mother nation Blood and religion Sanction killing upon the Fields