Bad Religion - You

There's a place where everyone can be happy
It's the most beautiful place in the whole fucking world
It's made of candy canes and planes and bright red choo-choo trains
With the meanest little boys
And the most innocent little girls
And you know
I wished that I could go there
It's a road I have not found
And I wish you the best of luck dear
Drop a card or letter to my side of town

Cause there's no time for fussing and fighting, my friend
But baby I'm amazed at the hate that you could send

And you
Painted my entire world
But I
Don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled
And I won't forget it There's a place where everyone can be right
Even though you remained returned to be opposed
Admittance requires no qualifications
It's where everyone has been and where everybody goes
So please try not to be impatient
Before we all hate standing in line
And when the farm is good and bought you'll be there without a thought
And eternity, my friend, is a lot fucking time

Cause there's no time for fussing and fighting, my friend
But baby I'm amazed at the hate that you could send

And you
Painted my entire world
But I
Don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled
And I won't forget it