Texty: Bad Religion. No Control. Big Bang.

This isn't another new fashion
Or a new wave plastic trend
Everybody's searching for something
But in the mean time let's all just pretend

I've got this feeling
And I don't know what it is
This room is overcrowded, man
And I need air to breath, yeah

Big bang, big crunch
You know there's no free lunch
Kneel down and pray
Here comes your Judgment Day

Big crunch, you know
It's going to be quite a show
What goes around always comes around, yeah

A million hopeless faces
Dwell within protected walls
All waiting for a moment in life
When they can heed the clarion call

And it's all so oppressive
My mind feels like a sieve
This city is overcrowded, man
And I need room to live

Big bang, big crunch
You know there's no free lunch
Kneel down and pray
Here comes your Judgment Day

Big crunch, you know
It's going to be quite a show
What goes around always comes around, yeah

I think of the countless shadows
That have all come and gone
All suffering in the notion of better things to come

If you share these beliefs
You know I wish you well
There's no room left in heaven
And there's sure no room in hell, yeah

Big bang, big crunch
You know there's no free lunch
Kneel down and pray
Here comes your Judgment Day

Big crunch, you know
It's going to be quite a show
What goes around always comes around