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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBad Religion
Taxi driverYou're my shrink for the hourLeave the meter runningIt's rush hourSo take the streets if you wannaJust outrun the demons, could you?He said "allahu akbar", I told him don't curse me"But boy you need prayer", I guess it couldn't hurt meIf it brings me to my kneesIt's a bad religionThis unrequited loveTo me it's nothing butA one-man cultAnd cyanide in my styrofoam cupI could never make him love meNever make him love meLoveLoveTaxi driverI swear I've got three livesBalanced on my head like steak knivesI can't tell you the truth about my disguiseI can't trust no oneAnd you say "allahu akbar", I told him don't curse me"But boy you need prayer", I guess it couldn't hurt meIf it brings me to my kneesIt's a bad religionIt's a bad religionTo be in love with someoneWho could never love youI knowOnly bad religionCould have me feeling the way I do
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