I Must Not Think Bad Thoughts
by X

Album: More Fun In The New World (1983)
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  • The facts we hate
    We'll never meet
    Walking down the road
    Everybody yelling, "hurry up, hurry up"
    But I'm waiting for you
    I must go slow
    I must not think bad thoughts
    What is this world coming to?
    Both sides are right
    But both sides murder
    I give up
    Why can't they?

    I must not think bad thoughts
    I must not think bad thoughts
    I must not think bad thoughts

    The civil wars
    And the uncivilized wars
    Conflagrations leap out of every poor furnace
    The food cooks poorly
    And everyone goes hungry
    From then on, it's dog eat dog
    Dog eat body and body eat dog
    I can't go down there
    I can't understand it
    I'm a no-good coward
    An American, too
    (A North American, that is)

    And I must not think bad thoughts (not a South or a Central)
    And I must not think bad thoughts (or a Native American)
    And I must not think bad thoughts
    Oh, I must not think bad thoughts
    I must not think bad thoughts

    I'm guilty of murder
    Of innocent men
    Innocent women, innocent children
    Thousands of 'em
    My planes, my guns
    My money, my soldiers
    My blood on my hands
    It's all my fault

    I must not think bad thoughts
    I must not think bad thoughts
    I must not think bad thoughts

    The facts we hate
    You'll never hear us
    "I hear the radio is finally gonna play new music
    You know, the British invasion"
    But what about the Minutemen
    Flesh Eaters, DOA
    Big Boys and the Black Flag?
    Will the last American band to get played on the radio
    Please bring the flag?
    Please bring the flag
    Glitter disco synthesizer night school
    All this noble savage drum, drum, drum
    Astronauts go back in time to hang out with the cave people
    It's about time
    It's about space
    It's about some people in the strangest places
    Woody Guthrie sang about
    B-E-E-T-S, not B-E-A-T-S

    I must not think bad thoughts
    I must not think bad thoughts
    I must not think bad thoughts

    The facts we hate
    We'll never meet
    Walking down the road
    Everybody yelling, "hurry up, hurry up, hurry up"
    But I'm waiting for you
    I must go slow
    I must not think bad thoughts
    What is this world coming to?
    Both sides are right
    But both sides murder
    I give up
    Why can't they?

    I must not think bad thoughts
    I must not think bad thoughts
    I must not think bad thoughts Writer/s: Excene Cervenka, John Doe
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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