Get Off – Bad Religion – letras

lascivious, it’s all that I can think of as I drag my feet,searching like a diogenes,dangerous, the adjectives of the decadeand of your alluring intricacies,I can see your green-screen mentalityand I can feel the sting of it’s consequence,and I know I shouldn’tbut it’s too much to ignore, an emotion I deplore,every time I look at you,I just want do it,I can clench my fist right through itbut I just want to get offrectilinear, this direction we’ve been headingnever realizing we are on a runaway machine,angular, the momentum that does turn us onestep further on our ladder,one more turn toward the east,I realize your green-screen mentalityand I know it is shared by many more,I know it’s quite impossiblebut I am damned to find a way to revolve the other way,every time I scrutinize I just say « screw it »,we’re on a ride down a blind conduitand I just want to get off