Tekster: Bad Religion. Back To The Known. Yesterday.

Run, but don't be scared to look behind
Stop, don't wait too long make up your mind
The end is almost here, the sky, the air so nice and clear
The sound of dirt decay, and the ringing in the air
is the screen-debris of yesterday
There, now that you know
it's not so bad
See, the good things soon flow proximad
So few tried to enhance,
we don't deserve a second chance
Just laugh yourself away,
and kiss your ass goodbye with a shadowed dream of yesterday
Yesterday, the good old days
Yesterday, the way we used to play
Yesterday, it just got worse and worse
Yesterday, the future has been rehearsed