Bad Religion - The Defense

Nothing comes easier than madness in the world today
Mass paranoia is a mode not a melody
Yeah Id like to watch all thousand cable channels but theres nothing on
And my high speed connections monitored daily by the pentagon
These things are seldom what they seem
Im not inclined to enjoy my dreams
Wont go away

No peace and no friends
We trace the mortal edge with no defense
To state the obvious
This world is perilous for us
No sense and no guide
Aint it beautiful to be alive yeah right
I wont resign before the struggle ends
So Ill construct this sound defense

We are the prey and culture is the predator
Im running out of time where conditions are positionnal
Shadows of a doubt cast reluctance and depravity
Theres got to be a way to overcome this grim reality
Is there an option left for me
Im not immune to despondency
Theres no way

No peace and no friends
We trace the mortal edge with no defense
To state the obvious
This world is perilous for us
No sense and no guide
Aint it beautiful to be alive yeah right
I wont resign before the struggle ends
So Ill construct this sound defense

Theres a signpost on the corner
And it keeps everybody safe
We were all made in the shade
And your mothers in the kitchen
Where shes patching all the cracks in the wall
We never had to care in the world

Too much to sacrifice
Its hard to recognize
Just a compromise of purely deadly alibies
Its combinational
The pressure so intense
So Ill construct this sound defense

Nothings plainer than the madness in the world today
I must conceal myself and steal myself and break away
I seek initiatives in matters that are black and white
So Ill construct this sound defense