Progress Songtext

von Bad Religion

And progress is not intelligently planned
It's the facade of our heritage
The odor of our land
They speak of progress
In red and white and blue
It's the structure of the future
As demise comes seething through
It's progress 'til there's nothing left to gain
Sa the dearth of new ideas
Makes us wallow in our shame

So before you go
To contribute more
To the destruction
Of this world you adore
Remember life on earth
Is but a flash of dawn
And we're part of it as the day rolls on

And progress is a message that we send
One step closer to the future
One inch closer to the end
I say progress
Is a synonym of time
We are all aware of it
But it is nothing we refine
And progress
Is a debt we all must pay
It's convenience we all cherish
It's pollution we disdain

And the cutting edge is dulling
Too many people to plow through
Just keep your fucking distance
And it can't include you