He reuses the verse melody from the previous album's "Dirty Little Religion", the topics of the verses are all over the place, and he packs too many words into one line (goes to show...) and too few in another (it's pretty hard to find), and rhymes "Henley Regatta" with "Persona non grata", but gets away with it all as only he could.
This song goes out to all the hopeless sinners,
With grave allegiances so meaningless and vain
The walking wounded,in a pageant of contenders,
Who balance on a rail of pain just for a pail of rain.
And everything, is barely mist- blood relations and bricks.
My expression, my confession
Add it up, extract a lesson more than this
Once again, like a bullet, as a friend tell me
Can that be all there is?
In my rectory of doubt I kneel to pray like one devout.
As time the great grey dreamless sleep of a modern useless modern God
Erodes away each storied day as wretched Adams with hell to pay.
Content upon a rail of pain for just a little rain.
And everything is dearly missed- blood relations and bricks.
My expression, my confession
Add it up, extract a lesson more than this
Once again, like a bullet, as a friend tell me
Can that be all there is?
There's an endless disposition and it doesn't mean a god damn thing.
There's space for a paper airplane race in the eye of a hurricane.
And if pigs could fly then surely so could I.
But this pedestrian knows better than to even try.
My divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly
And everything is dearly missed- blood relations and bricks.
My expression, my confession
Add it up, extract a lesson more than this
Once again, like a bullet, as a friend tell me
Can that be all there is?
All there is?
With grave allegiances so meaningless and vain
The walking wounded,in a pageant of contenders,
Who balance on a rail of pain just for a pail of rain.
And everything, is barely mist- blood relations and bricks.
My expression, my confession
Add it up, extract a lesson more than this
Once again, like a bullet, as a friend tell me
Can that be all there is?
In my rectory of doubt I kneel to pray like one devout.
As time the great grey dreamless sleep of a modern useless modern God
Erodes away each storied day as wretched Adams with hell to pay.
Content upon a rail of pain for just a little rain.
And everything is dearly missed- blood relations and bricks.
My expression, my confession
Add it up, extract a lesson more than this
Once again, like a bullet, as a friend tell me
Can that be all there is?
There's an endless disposition and it doesn't mean a god damn thing.
There's space for a paper airplane race in the eye of a hurricane.
And if pigs could fly then surely so could I.
But this pedestrian knows better than to even try.
My divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly
And everything is dearly missed- blood relations and bricks.
My expression, my confession
Add it up, extract a lesson more than this
Once again, like a bullet, as a friend tell me
Can that be all there is?
All there is?
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Thats all there is for an atheist like Gregg Graffin.
There are some really great posts on here in relation to this song, so thanks everyone for sharing!<br /> <br /> The thing this song really makes me think about is growing up as a kid and learning more and more all the things my parents told me were all lies... the Easter Bunny, Santa Clause, Tooth Fairy, Leprechauns... the list goes on. Why should God be any different? And I ask that as a serious question. There's no physical evidence that makes me feel completely confident about the existence a God. People make up so many things through-out history that get passed down and reinterpreted in so many ways. The idea of a God to meet in the after-life is such a comforting thing to help blindly push you through another day.<br /> <br /> And the line "And everything is dearly missed" makes me think about how a part of me misses the comfort in those lies I grew up with. How things were easily explained through lies, or just didn't need to be addressed in my mind because they had simple answers with locked doors that didn't require opening. Part of me is glad I'm not that blind anymore, but that comfort is definitely gone.<br /> <br /> The line "Can that be all there is?" leads me to contemplate is there just nothing when I die, and I no longer exist. It's depressing and confusing. It's like I'm running an equation in my head that has no answer. Being a programmer, I can see so many similarities to how people are just like complex programs, and that's just depressing as well.<br /> <br /> It makes sense when I think about sleep and how parts of your brain shut down to de-fragment as I like to think of it. Dreams are often like false reality in my dreaming experience. And like my computer, if my G:/ drive is down or not connected, I can't access certain files so my computer world is not going to be all there. And it always amazes me how I often, in my dreams, I treat a false reality as an acceptable reality. It makes me feel like a computer without all my drives functioning.<br /> <br /> But this is a great song! And I just love the fact that BR has been giving me so much to contemplate on for almost 20years now!<br /> <br /> <br /> <br />
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~< ( .`_ ) ... That's me cumming into your asshole gallium. You might need to use a little imagination, with which i'm sure you'll have trouble. So I will explain. The 8===D is my fat, hard, lesbian, black left-wing cock. Get it? There's a contradiction somewhere in there to emphasize the fact that i am mocking what people like you stereotypically hate. If you think REALLY think hard about that one you may find some more irony. Next, is the~<. That's the fun stuff! Most people call it semen but I like to call it cock lunger. Its that tasty and sticky white stuff that comes out of your urethra when you jerk off. Finally, ( .`_ ). This is your ass spread open like a turkey on thanksgiving. Although this time i'm not shoving my fist inside and eating it with cranberry sauce. If you will notice, the is your cute little asshole pulsating like a larva and as tight as a balloon knot. Oh yes! and the . right before the is that adorable little freckle you have right below your hole. Aaaah. I miss that freckle honey! Can't wait to give it a nice kiss when I get home. See you tonight baby!