Bad Religion - Hooray For Me... Lyrics
I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner,In the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of america,I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying,And that underground heroes of the tarmac shooting smack were blowing up worldsAnd damned out loud,He, can you tell me how does it feel?Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second,Doing anything that you dont have to?Well thats what Im accustomed to so hooray for meWhen I slept with stony faces on the riverbank,My angeldevil reveller shook me desperately in dying,I dont exactly want to apologize for anything, and nowWere all mad and tangled in secret rooms with roman candles,On an endless graveyard trainYeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second, doingAnything just cuz you want to?Well, thats just what I do so hooray for meYeah, I was dreaming through the howzlife, yawning,Car black, when she told me mad and meaningless as ever..,And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme,For a million crying corpses in their tragedy of respectable existenceOh, yeah, Im not respectable, and never sensible,Ive been incredible so damned irascibleAnd I like the things I do so hooray for me
