Lyrics Part IV (The Index Fossil) - Bad Religion
                                                We′re 
                                                widespread 
                                                and 
                                                well 
                                                fed
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                earth's 
                                                rotating 
                                                fate 
                                                is 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                head, 
                                                oh 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′re 
                                                dominant 
                                                and 
                                                prominent
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                our 
                                                deity's 
                                                omnipotent, 
                                                oh 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                immortality's 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                mastermind
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we 
                                                destroy 
                                                everything 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                find
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                tomorrow 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                human 
                                                clock 
                                                stops 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                world′s 
                                                stops 
                                                ticking
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′ll 
                                                be 
                                                an 
                                                index 
                                                fossil 
                                                buried 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                debris
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                listless, 
                                                promiscuous
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                life 
                                                to 
                                                us 
                                                is 
                                                either 
                                                hit 
                                                or 
                                                miss, 
                                                oh 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′re 
                                                savoir 
                                                faire 
                                                and 
                                                debonaire
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                things 
                                                we 
                                                do 
                                                are 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                pride 
                                                and 
                                                care, 
                                                oh 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                immortality's 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                mastermind
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we 
                                                destroy 
                                                everything 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                find
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                tomorrow 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                human 
                                                clock 
                                                stops 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                world′s 
                                                stops 
                                                ticking
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                be 
                                                an 
                                                index 
                                                fossil 
                                                buried 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                debris
 
                                    
                                
                                                See, 
                                                immortality′s 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                mastermind
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we 
                                                destroy 
                                                everything 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                find
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                tomorrow 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                human 
                                                clock 
                                                stops 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                world's 
                                                stops 
                                                ticking
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                be 
                                                an 
                                                index 
                                                fossil 
                                                buried 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                debris
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                debris
 
                                    
                                 
                            
                                Album
                                
Suffer                                
                                
                            
                        1 When?
2 How Much Is Enough?
3 You Are
4 You Are (The Government)
5 Give You Nothing
6 Land of Competition
7 Best for You
8 Pessimistic Lines
9 Part IV (The Index Fossil)
10 Part IV
11 What Can You Do?
12 Part II
13 Part II (The Numbers Game)
14 Delirium of Disorder
15 Suffer
16 Forbidden Beat
17 Land of Competition
18 Forbidden Beat
19 What Can You Do?
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