Tekst:
Bad Religion Tested

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

Well the sheaves have all been brought But the fields have washed away And the palaces now stand Where the coffins all were laid And the times we see

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

Like a rock, like a planet Like a fucking atom bomb I'll remain unperturbed By the joy and the madness That I encounter everywhere I turn I've seen it

not shake it Though we think we're in control Though we think we're in control Questions that besiege us in life Are testament, of our helplessness

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

One two three four There's a watch in my pocket and its hands are broken The face is blank but the gears are turnin' (Confusion) Is a fundamental state

sharpened Tested, tested, ohh Acting on will, the test is a reaction Opening your heart, the test is the emotion Rolling the dice, the test is the agility Burning out your mind, the test

Can't you feel it, can't you see it? The promise of prosperity It's overwhelming you and me It afflicts us like a disease Ubiquitous compelling too We