Texty: Bad Religion. The Process Of Belief. You Don't Belong.

Hey you, is there something worth aspiring to?
And can it be found in a record store?
Well, it's not there anymore
Just think of all the things we did
We were different, just like all the other kids

Missy was a teen blue video star
Tom took his life in his mother's car
Milo went to college but you knew about that
Rodney played our record, Jimmy started riots
Laurie was always quiet, she was battling depression

Hey you, is there something worth belonging to?
And can I pick it up for a song
Or a diploma, or a worthy cause?
Well, let me tell you that there's nothing wrong
It's just the ones like us will never belong

Jack wore a skirt but he knew how to scrap
Billy went to county on a class one possession
Wendy went to school while her daddy shot smack
Eugene kept a list, Mugger was security
Mary, she kept her purity, we were all in it together

Yellowed postcards on the wall
Serve to cover up the blankness after all
So I will carry them along like a song
When I'm gone, yeah

Hey you, is there something worth belonging to?
You know we've been here all along
Like a confederacy of the wrong
And I confess it could be prejudice
But to you I dedicate this song, yeah you