Laulunsanoja:
Bad Religion Marked

a mark on your soul, everything you feel leaves a mark on your soul, everything you touch leaves a mark on your soul, everything you make leaves a mark

a mark on your soul, everything you feel leaves a mark on your soul, everything you touch leaves a mark on your soul, everything you make leaves a mark

thine The devils that surround thee, liveth only in thine eye Bad religion, bad religion I need no gods or devils, I need no pagan rights Bad religion, bad religion

steppin' in there, makin' it happen The LBP, the world famous Juice Bros The field marshall Goodman and the man called Floyd I Thanks out to Bad Religion

what made our boy so bad They shot a man just for snoring to load Billy the kid, Jesse James.. Capering with corpses in the dank moonlight Bad bad

blessed with blood Bad seeds, only wicked will breed Inspirations came from the Holy Bible The centuries of this organized kill Spewed out from morbid religions

Phixion, if you ain't down wid us then you a victim We stay tight like killers up north a new religion The ghetto's hell filled wid bad luck and born

drunk and shooting guns was all he ever had Could it be that's what made our boy so bad Bad bad men and they're coming to town (Bad men) They shot a

up with perfume, and mad boom And there's video taping bloomin ass's on the zoomin lens Rollin on you nondescript niggaz You're marked for death like Colombians with bad