歌词千寻 www.lrcgc.comBad Religion - Dept. Of False Hope.Welcome my son to where the work is never doneAnd the hungry are seldom ever fedThe department of false hope is a proving ground for dopesAnd they'll grind your tiny bones to make their bread (Hosanna).So hold your head up high forgotten manTomorrow won't be made for youAnd everybody's gotta try to lend a helping handFor god and man there's nothing more to do.It crackled on the radio through bright plumes of the sunThe announcer said the age of faith was deadThough the adolescent nation was just looking for salvationThe beast of reason reared its ugly head (Hosanna).So hold your head up high forgotten manTomorrow's not for me and youAnd everybody's gotta try to lend a helping handFor god and man there's nothing more to do.From your cradle of destructionWith the poorest of instructionAn
中文译作邪教乐队1980年成立于洛杉矶最初由主唱格瑞格·格拉福汀(Gregg Graftin } , 贝斯手杰伊·本特力((Jay Bentley)和吉他手布瑞特·格雷威兹(Brett Gurewitz)组成《Dept. Of False Hope》 是 bad religion 演唱的歌曲,时长02分40秒,由作词,作曲,已累积试听超过10次,如果您觉得好听的话,就把这首歌分享给您的朋友共同聆听,一起支持歌手bad religion吧!