paroles de chanson Turn On the Light - Bad Religion
I
had
a
friend
who
kept
a
candle
in
his
pocket
He
used
to
touch
it
when
the
wind
was
blowing
high
I
guess
it
made
him
feel
like
he
could
buck
the
system
And
when
it
flickered
out
we
laid
him
down
to
die
Turn
on
the
light
Turn
on
a
million
blinding
brilliant
white
incendiary
lights
A
beacon
in
the
night
I′ll
burn
relentlessly
until
my
juice
runs
dry
And
I'll
construct
a
rack
of
tempered
beams
and
trusses
And
equip
it
with
a
million
tiny
suns
I′ll
install
upon
the
roof
of
my
compartment
And
place
tinfoil
on
my
floor
and
on
my
walls
Then
I'll
turn
on
the
light
Turn
on
a
million
blinding
brilliant
white
incendiary
lights
A
beacon
in
the
night
I'll
burn
relentlessly
until
my
juice
runs
dry
And
I′ll
burn
like
a
roman
fucking
candle
Burn
like
a
chasm
in
the
night
Burn
for
a
miniscule
duration
Ecstatic
immolation,
incorrigible
delight
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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