Turn on the Light
Bad Religion
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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 mad 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, I'll construct a rock of tempered beams and trusses And equip it with a million tiny suns, I'll install upon the roof on my compartment And place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls 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, like a chasm in the night, for a minuscule duration, Ecstatic immolation, incorrigible delight
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Written by: BRETT GUREWITZ
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