[ Turn On The Light von Bad Religion ]






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  I had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket

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  He used to touch it when the wind was blowing high

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  I guess it made him feel like he could buck the system

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  And when it flickered out we laid him down to die

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  I turn on the light,

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  Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights

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  A beacon in the night,

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  I'll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry





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  And I'll construct a rack of tempered beams and trusses

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  And equip it with just a million tiny suns

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  I'll install upon the roof of my compartment

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  And place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls

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  Then I'll turn on the light,

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  Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights

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  A beacon in the night,

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  I'll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry





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D  D  C  D  D  C      D    (During Bass "Solo")



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  And I'll 

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  Bu  urn, like a Roman fucking candle

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  Bu  urn, like a chasm in the night

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  Bu  urn, for a miniscule duration

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  Ecstatic immolation, incorrigible delight





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