Biografía:
Bad Religion es una banda de Punk Rock estadounidense fundada en 1980 en el sur de California por Greg Graffin (voz), Jay Bentley (bajo), Jay Ziskrout (batería) y Brett Gurewitz (guitarra). La banda ha contado con diferentes alineaciones a lo largo de sus muchos años de existencia, siendo Graffin el único miembro que ha sido constante; no obstante la banda cuenta hoy en día con 3 de sus miembros originales.
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Otras canciones:
- Generator
- Grains Of Wrath
- Infected
- Linoleum
- Live Again The Fall Of Man
- New Dark Ages
- Punk Rock Song
- Sorrow
- Chronophobia
- 10 In 2010
- 1000 More Fools
- 21St Century Digital Boy
- A Walk
- Adams Atoms
- All There Is
- Along The Way
- American Jesus
- Anesthesia
- Atomic Garden
- Avalon
- Before You Die
- Best For You
- Better Off Dead
- Big Bang
- Billy
- Boot Stamping On A Human Face Forever
- Bored And Extremely Dangerous
- Broken
- Cease
- Change Of Ideas
- Changing Tide
- Chasing The Wild Goose
- Chimaera
- Come Join Us
- Crisis Time
- Cyanide
- Damned To Be Free
- Dearly Beloved
- Delirium Of Disorder
- Dept Of False Hope
- Do What You Want
- Doing Time
- Dont Pray On Me
- Dont Sell Me Short
- Drastic Changes
- Dream Of Unity
- Drunk Sincerity
- Eat Your Dog
- Empty Causes
- Faith Alone
- Faith In God
- Father Christmas
- Finite
- Flat Earth Society
- Forbidden Beat
- Fuck Armageddon This Is Hell
- Fuck You
- God Song
- Gods Love
- Hark The Herald Angels Sing
- Heaven Is Falling
- Hello Cruel World
- Henchman
- Hole In The Ship
- Honest Goodbye
- Hooray For Me
- How Much Is Enough
- I Love My Computer
- I Wont Say Anything
- In The Night
- In Their Hearts Is Right
- Incomplete
- Induvidual
- Inner Logic
- Its A Long Way To The Promised Land
- Its Only Over When
- Land Of Competition
- Latch Key Kids
- Let It Burn
- Let It Slide
- Los Angeles Is Burning
- Lost Pilgrim
- Man With A Mission
- Marked
- Markovian Process
- Million Days
- Misery And Famine
- Modern Day Catastrophists
- My Poor Friend Me
- New America
- News From The Front
- No Control
- No Direction
- Nobody Listens
- Nothing To Dismay
- O Come O Come Emmanuel
- Only Gonna Die
- Only Rain
- Out Of Hand
- Part Ii The Numbers Game
- Part Iii
- Part Lll
- Past Is Dead
- Pity
- Pity The Dead
- Positive Aspect
- Pride And The Pallor
- Progress
- Prove It
- Quality Or Quantity
- Queen Of The 21St Century
- Robin Hood In Reverse
- Sanity
- Scrutiny
- Shattered Faith
- Skyscraper
- Slumber
- Social Suicide
- Sowing The Seeds Of Utopia
- Strange Denial
- Stranger Than Fiction
- Suffer
- The Answer
- The Day The Earth Stalled
- The Defense
- The Devil In Stitches
- The Resist Stance
- The Streets Of America
- To Another Abyss
- True North
- True North Accostic
- Turn On The Light
- Turn Your Back On Me
- Waiting For The Fire
- Watch It Die
- Were Only Gonna Die From Our Own Arrogance
- What Can You Do
- Who We Are
- Wont Somebody
- Wrong Way Kids
- You
- You Are The Government
- You Dont Belong
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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HOORAY FOR ME - Bad Religion
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[Intro]
E Dis Cis B E Fis
B Cis
I Can See My Teenage Father Standing Straight On A Desolate Corner
Dis E
In The Shadow Of Tentacled Towers By The Red Light Of America.
B Cis Dis Fis
I Imagine How His Mother Felt When She Heard That Her Husband Was Dying.
B Cis Dis
And The Underground Heroes Of The Tarmac Shooting Smack Were Blowing Up
Worlds
E
And Damned Out Loud.
B Cis Fis
Hey, Can You Tell Me How Does It Feel ?
E B Fis B
Yeah, Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For A Second, Doing Anything That You
Don't Have To ?
E B Fis
Well That's What I'm Accustomed To, So Hooray For Me... Fuck You !
B Cis
When I Slept With Stony Faces On The Riverbank,
Dis E
My Angeldevil Reveler Shook Me Desperately In Dying.
B Cis Fis
I Don't Exactly Want To Apologize For Anything.
B Cis Dis E B
And Now We're All Mad And Tangled In Secret Rooms With Roman Candles
Cis Fis
On An Endless Graveyard Train.
E B Fis B
Yeah, Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For A Second, Doing Anything Just
'Cus You Want To ?
E B Fis
Well That's Just What I Do, So Hooray For Me... And Fuck You !
E B Fis B
Yeah, I Was Dreaming Through The Howzlife, Yawning, Car Black In The Night
E B Fis
She Told Me Mad And Meaningless As Ever
E B Fis B
And A Song Came On My Radio Like A Cemetry Rhyme
E B Fis
For A Million Crying Corpses In Their Tragedy Of Respectable Existence.
E B Fis B
Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For A Second, Trying Half The Things You Ever
Wanted To ?
E B Fis
Well That's Just What I Do, So Hooray For Me...
E B Fis
Oh Yeah... I'm Not Respactable, And Never Sensible, I've Been Incredible
B E B Fis
So Damned Irascible, I Like The Things I Do, So Hooray For Me... Fuck You !
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HOORAY FOR ME - Bad Religion
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
[Intro]
E Dis Cis B E Fis
B Cis
I Can See My Teenage Father Standing Straight On A Desolate Corner
Dis E
In The Shadow Of Tentacled Towers By The Red Light Of America.
B Cis Dis Fis
I Imagine How His Mother Felt When She Heard That Her Husband Was Dying.
B Cis Dis
And The Underground Heroes Of The Tarmac Shooting Smack Were Blowing Up
Worlds
E
And Damned Out Loud.
B Cis Fis
Hey, Can You Tell Me How Does It Feel ?
E B Fis B
Yeah, Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For A Second, Doing Anything That You
Don't Have To ?
E B Fis
Well That's What I'm Accustomed To, So Hooray For Me... Fuck You !
B Cis
When I Slept With Stony Faces On The Riverbank,
Dis E
My Angeldevil Reveler Shook Me Desperately In Dying.
B Cis Fis
I Don't Exactly Want To Apologize For Anything.
B Cis Dis E B
And Now We're All Mad And Tangled In Secret Rooms With Roman Candles
Cis Fis
On An Endless Graveyard Train.
E B Fis B
Yeah, Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For A Second, Doing Anything Just
'Cus You Want To ?
E B Fis
Well That's Just What I Do, So Hooray For Me... And Fuck You !
E B Fis B
Yeah, I Was Dreaming Through The Howzlife, Yawning, Car Black In The Night
E B Fis
She Told Me Mad And Meaningless As Ever
E B Fis B
And A Song Came On My Radio Like A Cemetry Rhyme
E B Fis
For A Million Crying Corpses In Their Tragedy Of Respectable Existence.
E B Fis B
Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For A Second, Trying Half The Things You Ever
Wanted To ?
E B Fis
Well That's Just What I Do, So Hooray For Me...
E B Fis
Oh Yeah... I'm Not Respactable, And Never Sensible, I've Been Incredible
B E B Fis
So Damned Irascible, I Like The Things I Do, So Hooray For Me... Fuck You !
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