Chimaera
Bad Religion Lyrics

You took a time bomb And a case of crackers And you made a maelstrom of organic debris Then you took a work bench And a rusty anvil
You combined dangerous elements, explosives with a case of explosive triggers, and created chaos from the resultant organic waste. Then, you put together a workbench and rusted an anvil and displayed them openly.

You have created an unhealthy monster But you're nowhere but nowhere to be found So I guess I'll just cope with my provisions From now until the day they lay me down
Your creation is an unhealthy monster, but you are out of sight. So, I guess I'll have to live with what I have and what I can get until I die.

You took a baboon And made him perfect You took a lion And stripped him of his pride Then you took a million more varieties A scalpel and a sartory And you stitched up a horrible surprise
You perfected an imperfect baboon, then you took a lion and robbed him of his pride. Finally, you took many more different creatures and wielded a scalpel and surgical scissors to stitch them together to create a terrible surprise.

You have created an unsocial monster And you're searched for all over the globe And most believe that things would sure be better If you'd come down here and tell us what you know
Your monstrous creation is unsociable, and there is a global manhunt to find you. Many believe that the world would be better if you came down here and enlightened us with your knowledge.

Who is to blame for this? Someone tell me please His handiwork is flawed And it's there for all to see Mutations, aberrations and blatant anomalies They multiply and give rise to this, monstrosity
Who is responsible for this monstrosity? Please, someone tell me. His creations are flawed, and this is evident to all who see it. Mutations, aberrations, and blatant anomalies multiply and come together to make this monstrosity.

You took the most abundant smallest bits of matter And you instilled them with affinity And then you stratified accumulations Weeded out bad variations And blended up your unique recipe
You took the tiniest particles of matter, made them cohesive, and then separated them into distinct layers. You cleared out the negative variations and created your own unique recipe.

You have created a powerful monster With direction and purpose all its own And if you were here Would things be any different? Or are you just a mosaic of thoughts alone?
You have created a mighty monster with a definitive direction and purpose. What if you were here? Would things have been different? Or, are you just a collection of thoughts and ideas?