Inner Logic
Bad Religion Lyrics


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Automatons with business suits clinging black boxes,
Sequestering the blueprints of daily life
Contented, free of care, they rejoice in morning ritual
As they file like drone ant colonies to their office in the sky

I don't ask questions, don't promote demonstrations,
Don't look for new consensus, don't stray from constitution
If I pierce the complexity I won't find salvation
Just the bald and over truth
Of the evil and deception

There is an inner logic,
And we're taught to stay far from it
It is simple and elegant,
But it's cruel and antithetic
And there's no effort to reveal it

Graduated mentors stroll in marbled brick porticos
In sagacious dialog they despise their average ways
Displaying pomp and discipline, they mold their institution
Where they practice exclusion on the masses every day

Decorated warriors drill harmless kids on pavement
Simulating tyranny under red alert
Protecting the opulent and staging moral standard
They expect redemption of character and self-growth





(no equality, no opportunity,
No tolerance for the progressive alternative)

Overall Meaning

The opening lines describe a society of people who are like automatons, wearing business suits and carrying black boxes as they go about their daily lives. They keep to themselves, following a strict routine and going through the motions like drones. There is no curiosity or desire to question their reality, and they are content with their lives despite their lack of individuality.


The second verse is an admission from the singer that they, too, have succumbed to this way of life. They do not ask questions or engage in any form of protest, instead choosing to stick to the rules of the constitution. The singer suggests that if they were to delve deeper and try to understand the complexity of their reality, they would only find more evil and deception.


Line by Line Meaning

Automatons with business suits clinging black boxes,
People in business attire with briefcases, devoid of individuality, who hoard the blueprints of daily life.


Sequestering the blueprints of daily life
They keep the plans of everyday living locked away.


Contented, free of care, they rejoice in morning ritual
They are happy and unconcerned, finding joy in their daily routine.


As they file like drone ant colonies to their office in the sky
They move in an orderly manner like an ant colony, going to work.


I don't ask questions, don't promote demonstrations,
I remain inactive, avoiding inquiry and protest.


Don't look for new consensus, don't stray from constitution
I avoid change and adhere to the existing system.


If I pierce the complexity I won't find salvation
I won't discover redemption if I try to understand the complicated situation.


Just the bald and over truth, Of the evil and deception
Only the ugly truth of corruption and deceit will be revealed.


There is an inner logic,
There is a hidden meaning or way of seeing things.


And we're taught to stay far from it
We are taught to ignore or avoid the hidden logic.


It is simple and elegant,
It is straightforward and refined.


But it's cruel and antithetic
However, it is harsh and contradictory.


And there's no effort to reveal it
No one tries to uncover the hidden logic.


Graduated mentors stroll in marbled brick porticos
Educated leaders walk around on the college grounds.


In sagacious dialog they despise their average ways
They talk in worldly and wise conversation, disliking ordinary behavior.


Displaying pomp and discipline, they mold their institution
They present themselves with grandeur and order, shaping the establishment.


Where they practice exclusion on the masses every day
They discriminate against the common people on a regular basis.


Decorated warriors drill harmless kids on pavement
Soldiers train innocent children on the streets.


Simulating tyranny under red alert
Pretending to enact oppressive rule during a state of emergency.


Protecting the opulent and staging moral standard
They defend the rich and act as if they have a moral high ground.


They expect redemption of character and self-growth
They hope for moral improvement and personal development.


(no equality, no opportunity, No tolerance for the progressive alternative)
These expectations are not universal, disregarding equal chances and denying alternative solutions.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: GREG GRAFFIN

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Wow


on You

Everybody needs a slogan in their pocket or two
It never hurts to have a strategy you can go to

Sometimes I have no sense at all
As most flawed men are one to do

Just say fuck you
Pavlovian rude
A menace too
Pay homage to
Your bad attitude

You can even get cerebral if you want to
Make a radical assessment that sticks like glue

Sometimes it takes no thought at all
The easiest thing to do

Is say fuck you
Pavlovian rude
A menace too
Pay homage to
Your bad attitude

The reaction it brings, just one of those things
Your friends might not want you around
If the impulse is right you might get in a fight
Even though you can't hold your ground
But all rest assured, sometimes just a word
Is the most satisfying sound

Sometimes it makes no sense at all
The easiest thing to do

Is say fuck you
Pavlovian rude
A menace too
Pay homage to your bad attitude
Just say fuck you
What you gonna do to your attitude
Just say fuck you


Wtf is this shit, what retard wrote the wrong spng down….

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