Bad ReligionYou

There's a place where everyone can be happy It's the most beautiful place in the whole fuckin' world It's made of candy canes and planes And bright, red choo choo trains And the meanest little boys The most innocent little girls And you know, I wish that I could go there It's a road that I have not found And I wish you the best of luck, dear, Drop a card or letter to my side of town 'cause there's no time for fussing and fighting my friend But baby I'm amazed by the hate that you can send And you Painted my entire world But I Don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled And I won't forget it There's a place where everyone can be right Even though you remain determined to be opposed Admittance requires no qualifications It's where everyone has been and where everybody goes So please try not to be impatient For we all hate standing in line And when the farm is good and bought You'll be there without a thought And eternity my friend, is a long fuckin' time © 2017