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Bad Religion

Doin' Time

 

Doin' Time

(album: How Could Hell Be Any Worse? - 1982)


See the fight, old men crying, deny their ruin.
Watch them try. The cynic laughs at the optimist's closed eyes.
Darkness falls, curtain calls, the cynic's beer soon overflows.
Other watches, has a drink, and from the same cup,
They drink
I'm doing time, how long I don't know.
William had 26, blew his brains out, now look at him.
John had only one, watch the mother mourn her only son.
I'm doing time, how long I don't know.
I'll kiss goodbye my brain and body
And go to sleep for generations.
And go to sleep for generations.
Salvation:
Cease concentration.
You'll only lose the fight.
Don't tell me what's wrong or right!
You're losing sight.
You're just gonna die anyway!

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