Turn On The Light

Turn On The Light

Bad Religion
(album: Against The Grain)

i had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket,
he used to touch it when the wind was blowing high,
i guess it mad him feel like he could buck the system
and when it flickered out, we laid him down to die,

turn on the light,
turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights,
yeah, a beacon in the night,
i´ll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry

and i´ll construct a rock of tempered beams and trusses
and equip it with just a million tiny suns,
i´ll install upon the roof on my compartment
and place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls

then i´ll turn on the light
turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights,
a beacon in the night,
i´ll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry

and i´ll burn like a roman fucking candle,
(burn) like a chasm in the night,
(burn) for a miniscule duration,
ecstatic immolation, incorrigible delight