Materialist
You're obsesssed and distressed 'cause you can't make any sense
Of the ludicrous nonsense and incipient senescence
That will deem your common sense useless
This aint no recess!
I want to believe in you, but my plan keeps falling through
I know I have to face the harshness, grin and bear the truth
And I have to walk this mile in my own shoes (and I'm no fool)
I'm materialist
A full-blown realist
I guess I'm full of doubt
So I'm prone to have it out with you
I'm materialist
There ain't no fear in this
It's there for all to see
So don't talk of hidden mystery with me
Mind over matter, it really don't matter
If the street's idle chatter turns your heart strings to tatters
Flatter hopes don't flatter and soul batter won't congeal to mend a life
That's shattered into shards
Was it in the cards?
The process of belief is an elixir when you're weak
I must confess, at times I indulge it on the sneak
But generally my outlook's not so bleak (and I'm not meek)
I'm materialist
Call me a humanist
And I guess I'm full of doubt
So I'll gladly have it out with you
I'm materialist
I ain't no deist
It's there for all to see
So don't talk of hidden mystery with me
Like Rome under Nero
Our future's one big zero
Recycling the past to meet immediate needs
And through it all we ramble forth to persevere and climb
Our mountains of regret to sow our seeds
I'm materialist
I'm materiliast
I'm materialist
I'm materialist
Of the ludicrous nonsense and incipient senescence
That will deem your common sense useless
This aint no recess!
I want to believe in you, but my plan keeps falling through
I know I have to face the harshness, grin and bear the truth
And I have to walk this mile in my own shoes (and I'm no fool)
I'm materialist
A full-blown realist
I guess I'm full of doubt
So I'm prone to have it out with you
I'm materialist
There ain't no fear in this
It's there for all to see
So don't talk of hidden mystery with me
Mind over matter, it really don't matter
If the street's idle chatter turns your heart strings to tatters
Flatter hopes don't flatter and soul batter won't congeal to mend a life
That's shattered into shards
Was it in the cards?
The process of belief is an elixir when you're weak
I must confess, at times I indulge it on the sneak
But generally my outlook's not so bleak (and I'm not meek)
I'm materialist
Call me a humanist
And I guess I'm full of doubt
So I'll gladly have it out with you
I'm materialist
I ain't no deist
It's there for all to see
So don't talk of hidden mystery with me
Like Rome under Nero
Our future's one big zero
Recycling the past to meet immediate needs
And through it all we ramble forth to persevere and climb
Our mountains of regret to sow our seeds
I'm materialist
I'm materiliast
I'm materialist
I'm materialist
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Writer(s): Brett W. Gurewitz, Greg Graffin
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