Bad Religion is a punk rock band from Los Angeles, California, known for the social commentary in their lyrics. The band was formed in 1979 by high school students Greg Graffin (vocals), Jay Bentley (bass guitar), Jay Ziskrout (drums), and Brett Gurewitz (guitar). In 1981, they released their eponymous debut EP on their own newly-formed label, Epitaph, managed and owned by Gurewitz. 1982 saw the release of their first full-length album, How Could Hell be Any Worse?, which gained them a sizable following.
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
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1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 e |----------------------------------------------------------------| B |----------------------------------------------------------------| G |----------------------------------------------------------------| D |-----------------0-------------------------------0--------------| A |-0---0h2-3---2h3-----3r2-3r2-0---0---0h2-3---2h3-----3r2-3r2-0--| E |----------------------------------------------------------------|
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[Verse] AC I don't need to be a global citizen, FG because I'm blessed by nationality, AC I'm a member of a growing populace, FG we enforced our popularity
[Pre-Chorus] AC there are things that seem to pull us under and FG there are things that drag us down, AC but there's a power and a vital presence FE that's lurking all around
[Chorus] ACFG we've got the american jesus ACFG see him on the interstate, ACDF we've got the american jesus AGF he helped build the president's estate
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[Verse] I feel sorry for the earth's population 'cuz so few live in the U.S.A at least the foreigners can copy our morality, they can visit but they cannot stay,
[Pre-Chorus] only precious few can garner our prosperity, it makes us walk with renewed confidence, we've got a place to go when we die and the architect resides right here
[Chorus] we've got the american jesus fostering their shame on faith we've got the american jesus overwhelming millions every day
[Bridge] he's the farmer barren fields, the force the army wields, the expression in the faces of the starving millions, the power of the man. he's the fuel that drives the clan, he's the motive and the conscience of the murderer he's the preacher on TV, the false sincerity, the form letter that's written by the big computers, he's the nuclear bombs, and the kids with no moms and I'm fearful that he's inside me