My favorite “No Control” song. Happy 22nd Birthday! \o/

petrarka:

my fav no control’s song =)

“And when everyone else in the world follows your lead

(Although a cold day in hell it will surely be)

That’s when the entire world shall live in harmony.”

I totally agree.

(Quelle: lost-pilgrim, via kids0ftheblackhole)

delirium-of-disorder:

Bad Religion - Big Bang

This isn’t another new fashion, or a new wave plastic trend.  Everybody’s searching for something but in the meantime let’s all just pretend.  I’ve got this feeling and I don’t know what it is.  This room is overcrowded, man, and I need air to breathe, yeah.

Big bang, big crunch, you know there’s no free lunch.  Kneel down and pray, here comes your judgment day.  Big crunch, you know, it’s gonna be quite a show.  What goes around always comes around, yeah.

A million hopeless faces dwell within protected walls, all waiting for a moment in life when they can heed the clarion call.  And it’s all so oppressive my mind feels like a sieve.  This city’s overcrowded, man, and I need room to live.

Big bang, big crunch, you know there’s no free lunch.Kneel down and pray, here comes your judgment day.  Big crunch, you know, it’s gonna be quite a show.  What goes around always comes around, yeah.

I think of the countless shadows that have all come and gone, all suffering in the notion of better things to come.  If you share these beliefs you know I wish you well,’cause there’s no room left in heaven and there’s sure no room in hell, yeah!!!

Big bang, big crunch, you know there’s no free lunch.Kneel down and pray, here comes your judgment day.  Big crunch, you know, it’s gonna be quite a show.  What goes around always comes around.

One of Brett’s best songs

(via delirium-of-disorder-deactivate)

mellowedpunker:

Bad Religion - Progress

And progress is not intelligently planned;
It’s the facade of our heritage, the odor of our land.

They speak of progress, in red, white and blue.
It’s the structure of the future as demise comes seething through.

It’s progress, ‘til there’s nothing left to gain,
As the dearth of new ideas makes us wallow in our shame.

So before you go to contribute more
To the destruction of this world you adore,
Remember life on Earth is but a flash of dawn
We’re all part of it as the day rolls on.

And progress is a message that we send.
One step closer to the future, one inch closer to the end.

I say that progress is a synonym of time.
We are all aware of it but it’s nothing we refine.

And progress is a debt we all must pay.
Its convenience we all cherish, its pollution we disdain.

And the cutting edge is dulling,
Too many people to plow through.
Just keep your fucking distance
And it can’t include you.

It’s progress, ‘til there’s nothing left to gain, 
It’s progress, it’s a message that we send.
And progress is a debt we all must pay.

(via lost-pilgrim)

shattered-faith:

Bad Religion - Big Bang 

“I think of the countless shadows that have all come and gone,
All suffering in the notion of better things to come.
If you share these beliefs you know I wish you well,
‘cause there’s no room left in heaven and there’s sure no room in hell!”

(Quelle: kids0ftheblackhole, via universal-cynic)

delirium-of-disorder:

Bad Religion - Anxiety

It’s a love song to the self, a story recapped every day,
It’s a world of bogus feelings and a world of slow decay,
It’s a world of laughter hidden by this world of fear and torment,
It’s a game of strange compulsion, our visceral convulsion:

Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain,
Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can’t contain.
Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man.
Foundation of society, anxiety. Suppress it if you can.

The caste of coffee achievers didn’t perform like they planned.
The morning rush hour traffic is our play of false elan.
So run around your frantic track and lay you down to sleep;
Tomorrow’s the redemption, we strive for that exception.

Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain,
Anxiety, a fear that you have nothing more to gain.
Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man.
Foundation of society, anxiety. Suppress it if you can.

What are we angry for?
We all need a common cure.
That common goal for which you strive:
To have more than the other (have more than the other) guy.

The quest for truth, the quest for gold, yeah, we end up all the same.
The common lie, the righteous cry, we end up all the same.
The angry crowd, those lost and found, everybody’s all the same.
The poet’s pen, these words I lend, we all bend to

Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain,
Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can’t contain.
Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man.
Foundation of society, anxiety.

(via delirium-of-disorder-deactivate)

king-mazer:

Bad Religion - No Control 

(Quelle: evolution-of-a-dream)

The World Won’t Stop Without You || 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.
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.
No, 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.
The world won’t stop without you.
The world won’t stop without you.

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

Two billion years thus far, now mister here you are,
An element in a sea of enthalpic organic compounds.
The world won’t stop without you.
No, the world won’t stop without you.
I said the world won’t stop without you!

wilfredsad:

Bad Religion - You