Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pity The Dead, artist - Bad Religion. Album song The Gray Race, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 26.02.1996
Record label: Epitaph Europe
Song language: English
Pity The Dead |
There’s a boy in crimson rags with a grimace and a spoon |
And a little sullen girl face-up staring at the moon |
And there’s no one around to hear their lonesome cries |
Then they pass away alone into the night |
Why do we pity the dead? |
Are you churned by emotion from voices in your head? |
Look at all the living and you’ll ask yourself why |
Oh why do we pity the dead? |
Well, you’ve seen the disease, suffering and decay |
And you whisper to yourself, blissfully, «it's okay» |
And you still refuse the possibility |
That the dead are better off than we |
Why do we pity the dead? |
Are you scared of the logic that swirls within your head? |
Look at all the living and you’ll ask yourself why |
Oh, why do we pity the dead? |
Tell me what you see |
Tell me what you know |
Is there anyone who lives a painless life? |
If there is, show me so |
The destitute and famished |
Demonic and the banished |
Dejected and the ostracized |
The brainwashed and the paralyzed |
The conquered and objectified |
The few who see the other side |
Tell me what you see |
It’s a mortal, wretched cacophony |
In the end, you may find there’s no guiding, subtle light |
No ancestors, no friends, no judge of wrong or right |
Just eternal silence and dormancy |
And a final, everlasting peace |
Why do we pity the dead? |
Are you churned by emotion from voices in your head? |
Look at all the living and you’ll ask yourself why |
Oh why do we pity the dead? |