anathema tarafından da başarıyla icra edilmiş bir bad religion şarkısı. başka bir yere götürür insanı.
i'm sorry about the sun,
how could i know that you'd burn?,
and i'm sorry about the moon,
how could i know that you'd disapproved,
i'll never make the same mistake,
the next time i create the universe i'll make sure we communicate at length
but until then...better of dead,
a smile on the lips and a hole in the head,
better of dead, yeah better than this,
better of dead, yeah better than this,
take it away 'cuz there's nothing to miss
i'm sorry about the world,
how could i know you'd take it so bad?,
and i'll never make the same mistake,
the next time i create the universe i'll make sure you participate
but until then...
better of dead, yeah better of dead,
why don't you try pushing daisies instead
and i'll never make the same mistake,
the next time i create the universe i'll make sure we communicate,
just in case
An Eye For An Eye
Shellfire Defense
The Saw Is The Law
Turn Your Head Around
Capture The Flag
Cold Sweat
Bloodtrails
Never Healing Wound
Better Off Dead
Resurrection
Tarred And Feathered
Stalinorgel
Born to die in a game
Where there is no return
Try to find a pleasant means of death
All your life you have learnt
Tortured by the world till you
Draw your final breath
Terror, hate
Murder, rape
Through your life trying hard
To find out what it means
Those who know all have lost their mind
Through their eyes we can see
That nothing's to obscene
Empty shells, nothing there
Just bodies left behind
Terror, hate
Murder, rape
In this nightmare life time
You're better off dead
Pain and warfare, sex-crime
You're better off dead
Broken dreams devastated
By your will to live
Ruined by malignance and decay
We're betrayed until
There is nothing more to give
Praying for a final peace
To be there in our graves
Terror, hate
Murder, rape
In this nightmare life time
You're better off dead
Pain and warfare, sex-crime
You're better off dead
Terror, hate
Murder, rape
In this nightmare life time
You're better off dead
Pain and warfare, sex-crime
You're better off dead
In this nightmare life time
You're better off dead
Pain and warfare, sex-crime
You're better off dead
Don't you believe in me now?
Now that you found a new friend
Anything goes but the truth
Messages we never send
Chorus.
Anything goes when the angels sing
Dance on volcanoes
Wait see what tomorrow brings
Better of dead, better of dead
Better of dead, than your ass in a sling
Why can't you open the door?
I got the key in my hand
I guess we're breaking the law
I guess I don't understand
Chorus.
Anything goes, but I must refuse
Show me some action
Wait 'til you see the news
Better of dead, better of dead
Chorus.
What is the problem here
Get with the program
Why do you stand accused
Better of dead, better of dead
Better of dead
Like to see you walk a mile in my shoes
What is the voice we don't hear
Is it still talking to you
I hope it's speaking real clear
I hope it's pulling you through
Anything goes, but I have to be fair
Teach you a lesson
Wait 'til I know you care
Better of dead, better of dead
Come and dance in your wheelchair
Show me some traction
Let me know when you get there
Better of dead, better of dead, better of dead
Keep all your love in your head
sometimes i feel like just ending it all
every step a broken leg, every floor breaks a fall
i can't only not see light, i can't find the tunnel. life keeps giving me an uphill climb without a ladder or a rope, without a prayer or a hope
i can't only not see light, i can't find the tunnel
i can't find my way
don't know if i'll see tomorrow
or the rest of today
i can't raise my head
maybe i'm better off dead
better off dead
better off dead
better off dead
i can't only not see light, i'm better off dead
every time we try to step ahead, step ahead
there's a force that holds us down
holds us back, keeps us in
and i pray every day
that things will take a turn
that tomorrow brings me hope
that today will slip away
i can't only not see light
i can't close my eyes i have lost my way
don't know about tomorrow
or the best of today
i won't raise my head
and so i'm better off dead
better off dead
better off dead
better off dead
i can't only not see light
i'm better off dead
i can't only not see light
i'm better off dead
so stick my body in the ground
and find a priest and gather round
and say a little prayer to god
throw some flowers on the sod cause i will never see light
and i'm better off dead.
1985 yapımı, Türkçesi "ölsem daha iyi" olan, başrolde John Cusack'in olduğu gençlik filmi. Sevdiği kız tarafından zengin ve popüler bir oğlan için terk edilen lane' in yaşadıklarını izliyoruz. Bunu kendine yediremeyen lane, sık sık intihara kalkışır ve bir yandan da film boyunca eski sevgilisini geri almak için uğraş verir. Bir başka uğraşı da çatlak arkadaşları, garip ailesi ve onlardan da daha çatlak komşuları ve 2 dolarlık gazete parasını almaya çalışan psikopat gazeteci çocuktur. Film bu çevrede ilerliyor, cusack yine karakteri olan bir ergen rolünde ve izlemesi keyifli.
