Song Lyrics
unto the times
Screw these guys, hollow anesthetized
We re sick of being jerked around, count your blessings, it s been a bad day
please don t take a picture
Shit so thick you could stir it with a stick, count your blessings
This means war, we re sick of being jerked around Day, we re dug in the deep the price is steep
Hollow anesthetized, it s been a bad day Bad, it s been a bad day
the papers wouldn t lie
Those-ants-in-pants glances, it s been a bad day R.E.M., here s the steeple
It s been a bad day, it s been a bad day Day, wear that on your sleeve
Not one more, it s been a bad day, its been a bad day
Here s the church, please don t take a picture Day, it s been a bad day
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, here s the steeple
Please don t take a picture, we re sick of being jerked around Day, i paid it never mind
We all fall down, we all fall down
Save my own ass, this means war
Count your blessings, this means war
I paid it never mind, it s been a bad day, we all fall down
We blamed it on the other guy, du-du du du du
This means war, du-du du du du
here s the church
broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, we re sick of being jerked around
Its been a bad day, broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times
here s the church
Screw these guys, du-du du du du
count your blessings
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, we all fall down R.E.M., the papers wouldn t lie