The Unknown

Bad Religion - The Unknown Every day we profit so, Leaning towards the great unknown, asking how it pertains to tomorrow. And for places we've not been, Compare gra*s and go between, yesterday's foundation and tomorrow's. It's the way you say it's gotta be, your spirit had a forge on destiny, Who do they represent? Who do you believe? Make a sign of seven mothers to eat. Trying to set a faster pace, Trying to build a master race, one day we'll make a contribution to tomorrow. It's the way you say it's gotta be We'll plot a sign of his and make history The clothes are in the dryer, The writings on the wall, Doing everything we can to stop this fall.