bad religion – turn on the light lyrics
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, (yeah)
a beacon in the night,
ill burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry, (yeah)
ill construct a rack of tempered beams and trusses
and equip it with a million tiny suns,
ill install upon the room of my compartment
and place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls then ill
turn on the light,
turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights, (yeah)
a beacon in the night,
ill burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry,
and ill burn like a roman f-cking candle
burn like a chasm in the night
burn for a miniscule duration,
ecstatic immolation, incorrigible delight
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