| Song | At The Mercy Of Imbeciles |
| Artist | Bad Religion |
| Album | No Substance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Baker, Graffin, Hetson | |
| What you do is what you are | |
| And wishing upon distant stars | |
| Won't improve the hole you're in | |
| And won't absolve your deepest sin | |
| But action is no gift from some covert and lofty god | |
| It's dependent and weighty all the same | |
| And it's oh so easy just to keep to yourself | |
| Then you're at the mercy of imbeciles | |
| Now I didn't make up the rules | |
| But clearly we are led by fools | |
| It is wise to know their ways | |
| So you know how not to behave | |
| But sometimes we find ourselves in desperate need | |
| And we look to those of privilege and power | |
| It's then we learn compassion sits inert upon their shelves | |
| And we're at the mercy of imbeciles | |
| No action is no gift from some masked spirit in the sky | |
| It's reducible to flesh, mind and bone | |
| And it's oh so easy just to keep to yourself | |
| But then you're at the mercy of imbeciles | |
| Imbeciles, imbeciles, imbeciles |
| zuo ci : Baker, Graffin, Hetson | |
| What you do is what you are | |
| And wishing upon distant stars | |
| Won' t improve the hole you' re in | |
| And won' t absolve your deepest sin | |
| But action is no gift from some covert and lofty god | |
| It' s dependent and weighty all the same | |
| And it' s oh so easy just to keep to yourself | |
| Then you' re at the mercy of imbeciles | |
| Now I didn' t make up the rules | |
| But clearly we are led by fools | |
| It is wise to know their ways | |
| So you know how not to behave | |
| But sometimes we find ourselves in desperate need | |
| And we look to those of privilege and power | |
| It' s then we learn compassion sits inert upon their shelves | |
| And we' re at the mercy of imbeciles | |
| No action is no gift from some masked spirit in the sky | |
| It' s reducible to flesh, mind and bone | |
| And it' s oh so easy just to keep to yourself | |
| But then you' re at the mercy of imbeciles | |
| Imbeciles, imbeciles, imbeciles |
| zuò cí : Baker, Graffin, Hetson | |
| What you do is what you are | |
| And wishing upon distant stars | |
| Won' t improve the hole you' re in | |
| And won' t absolve your deepest sin | |
| But action is no gift from some covert and lofty god | |
| It' s dependent and weighty all the same | |
| And it' s oh so easy just to keep to yourself | |
| Then you' re at the mercy of imbeciles | |
| Now I didn' t make up the rules | |
| But clearly we are led by fools | |
| It is wise to know their ways | |
| So you know how not to behave | |
| But sometimes we find ourselves in desperate need | |
| And we look to those of privilege and power | |
| It' s then we learn compassion sits inert upon their shelves | |
| And we' re at the mercy of imbeciles | |
| No action is no gift from some masked spirit in the sky | |
| It' s reducible to flesh, mind and bone | |
| And it' s oh so easy just to keep to yourself | |
| But then you' re at the mercy of imbeciles | |
| Imbeciles, imbeciles, imbeciles |