RE: Atheist music
February 22, 2015 at 2:17 pm
(This post was last modified: February 22, 2015 at 2:19 pm by Thumpalumpacus.)
Rush:
There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance
A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance
A planet of play things
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
'The stars aren't aligned
Or the gods are malign...'
Blame is better to give than receive
[Chorus:]
You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill
I will choose a path that's clear
I will choose freewill
There are those who think
That they were dealt a losing hand
The cards were stacked against them
They weren't born in Lotusland
All preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate
Kicked in the face
You can't pray for a place
In heaven's unearthly estate
[Chorus]
Each of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt that's far too fleet
[Chorus]
Depeche Mode, "Blasphemous Rumours":
Girl of 16
Whole life ahead of her
Slashed her wrists
Bored with life
Didn't succeed
Thank the lord
For small mercies
Fighting back the tears
Mother reads the note again
16 candles burn in her mind
She takes the blame
It's always the same
She goes down on her knees
And prays
I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rumours
But I think that God's
Got a sick sense of humour
And when I die
I expect to find Him laughing
Girl of 18
Fell in love with everything
Found new life
In Jesus Christ
Hit by a car
Ended up
On a life support machine
Summer's day
As she passed away
Birds were singing
In the summer sky
Then came the rain
And once again
A tear fell
From her mother's eye
... and 'Retha, singing her ass off:
It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
The things that yo' liable to read in the Bible
It ain't necessarily so
Little David was small, but, oh my
Little David was small, but, oh my
He fought big Goliath who lay down and dieth
Little David was small, but, oh my
Oh, Jonah he lived in the whale
Oh, Jonah he lived in the whale
For he made his home in that fish's abdomen
Oh, Jonah he lived in the whale
Little Moses was found in a stream
Little Moses was found in a stream
He floated on water till old Pharaoh's daughter
She fished him she says from that stream
It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
They tell all you children the devil's a villain
But 'taint necessarily so
To get into Heaven don't snap for a seven
Live clean, don't have no fault
Oh, I takes that Gospel whenever it's possible
But with a grain of salt
Methuselah lived nine hundred years
Methuselah lived nine hundred years
But who calls that livin' when no gal'll give in
To no man that's nine hundred years
I'm preachin' this sermon to show
It ain't nessa, ain't nessa
Ain't nessa, ain't nessa
It ain't necessarily so
There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance
A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance
A planet of play things
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
'The stars aren't aligned
Or the gods are malign...'
Blame is better to give than receive
[Chorus:]
You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill
I will choose a path that's clear
I will choose freewill
There are those who think
That they were dealt a losing hand
The cards were stacked against them
They weren't born in Lotusland
All preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate
Kicked in the face
You can't pray for a place
In heaven's unearthly estate
[Chorus]
Each of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt that's far too fleet
[Chorus]
Depeche Mode, "Blasphemous Rumours":
Girl of 16
Whole life ahead of her
Slashed her wrists
Bored with life
Didn't succeed
Thank the lord
For small mercies
Fighting back the tears
Mother reads the note again
16 candles burn in her mind
She takes the blame
It's always the same
She goes down on her knees
And prays
I don't want to start
Any blasphemous rumours
But I think that God's
Got a sick sense of humour
And when I die
I expect to find Him laughing
Girl of 18
Fell in love with everything
Found new life
In Jesus Christ
Hit by a car
Ended up
On a life support machine
Summer's day
As she passed away
Birds were singing
In the summer sky
Then came the rain
And once again
A tear fell
From her mother's eye
... and 'Retha, singing her ass off:
It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
The things that yo' liable to read in the Bible
It ain't necessarily so
Little David was small, but, oh my
Little David was small, but, oh my
He fought big Goliath who lay down and dieth
Little David was small, but, oh my
Oh, Jonah he lived in the whale
Oh, Jonah he lived in the whale
For he made his home in that fish's abdomen
Oh, Jonah he lived in the whale
Little Moses was found in a stream
Little Moses was found in a stream
He floated on water till old Pharaoh's daughter
She fished him she says from that stream
It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
They tell all you children the devil's a villain
But 'taint necessarily so
To get into Heaven don't snap for a seven
Live clean, don't have no fault
Oh, I takes that Gospel whenever it's possible
But with a grain of salt
Methuselah lived nine hundred years
Methuselah lived nine hundred years
But who calls that livin' when no gal'll give in
To no man that's nine hundred years
I'm preachin' this sermon to show
It ain't nessa, ain't nessa
Ain't nessa, ain't nessa
It ain't necessarily so
