Songtexte Flat Earth Society - Bad Religion
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                full 
                                                moon 
                                                is 
                                                rising 
                                                over 
                                                dark 
                                                waters
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                fools 
                                                below 
                                                are 
                                                picking 
                                                up 
                                                sticks
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                man 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                gallows 
                                                lies 
                                                permanently 
                                                waiting
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                doctors 
                                                to 
                                                come 
                                                back 
                                                and 
                                                tend 
                                                to 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                flat 
                                                earth 
                                                society 
                                                is 
                                                meeting 
                                                here 
                                                today
 
                                    
                                
                                                Singing 
                                                happy 
                                                little 
                                                lies
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                bright 
                                                ship 
                                                Humana 
                                                is 
                                                sailing 
                                                far 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                grave 
                                                determination 
                                                and 
                                                no 
                                                destination
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah, 
                                                nothing 
                                                feels 
                                                better 
                                                than 
                                                    a 
                                                spray 
                                                of 
                                                clean 
                                                water
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                whistling 
                                                wind 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                calm 
                                                summer 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                you'd 
                                                better 
                                                believe 
                                                that 
                                                down 
                                                in 
                                                their 
                                                quarters
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                men 
                                                are 
                                                holding 
                                                in 
                                                for 
                                                their 
                                                dear 
                                                lives
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                flat 
                                                earth 
                                                society 
                                                is 
                                                somewhere 
                                                far 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                their 
                                                candlesticks 
                                                and 
                                                compasses
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                bright 
                                                ship 
                                                Humana 
                                                is 
                                                well 
                                                on 
                                                its 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                grave 
                                                determination 
                                                and 
                                                no 
                                                destination
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                flat 
                                                earth 
                                                society 
                                                is 
                                                meeting 
                                                here 
                                                today
 
                                    
                                
                                                Singing 
                                                happy 
                                                little 
                                                lies
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                bright 
                                                ship 
                                                Humana 
                                                is 
                                                well 
                                                on 
                                                its 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                grave 
                                                determination 
                                                and 
                                                no 
                                                destination
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lie, 
                                                lie, 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Modern Man
2 Turn On the Light
3 Walk Away
4 Quality or Quantity
5 Unacceptable
6 Misery and Famine
7 21st Century
8 God Song
9 Operation Rescue
10 Against the Grain
11 Entropy
12 Faith Alone
13 Flat Earth Society
14 Anesthesia
15 The Positive Aspect of Negative Thinking
16 Blenderhead
17 Get Off
18 Blenderhead
19 The Positive Aspect of Negative Thinking
20 Anesthesia
21 Flat Earth Society
22 Against the Grain
23 Operation Rescue
24 God Song
25 Misery and Famine
26 Quality or Quantity
27 Walk Away
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