[00:00.000] 作词 : Kenny Boothby
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kenny Boothby/Paul Vroom/Brodie Germain/Liam Cole
[00:21.147]in occupied palestine
[00:23.915]near the birthsite of christ
[00:26.218]caught some footage that you wouldn't believe
[00:30.961]that night on channel 7
[00:33.671]ran a slanted segment
[00:36.093]through the midwest on the mid-middle east
[00:40.716]but you’ve told me how
[00:43.209]you keep your volume down
[00:45.788]cause all that's coming from your humming tv
[00:50.492]is bad energy
[01:00.303]you went to youth group first
[01:02.959]at that lutheran church
[01:05.507]where the pastor dressed so casually
[01:10.047]and when your mom worked nights
[01:12.758]and her money was tight
[01:15.360]he kindly offered he could watch you for free
[01:19.934]denied jesus blood
[01:22.504]and now you sleep in sundays
[01:25.083]but you tell me that you’ll always believe
[01:29.835]in bad energy
[01:39.962]bad energy
[01:49.732]and now your engine burns
[01:52.275]remains of ancient birds
[01:54.282]go into town to drive around and then leave
[01:59.368]you tore a gash right clear
[02:02.021]through the atmosphere
[02:04.519]and now there's nothing that can buffer the heat
[02:09.521]but the sun is shining
[02:11.980]and your love is smiling
[02:14.537]in a moment getting warmed by a beam
[02:19.345]of bad energy
[02:29.260]bad energy
[02:39.141]bad energy
[02:54.247]you watched the market crash
[02:56.440]and the marquee flash
[02:58.756]your eyes a-darken just a-walkin the street
[03:03.543]you felt the breath of god
[03:06.261]in a restaurant
[03:08.486]he was just asking what you’re having to eat
[03:13.306]you knew you had to leave
[03:15.943]him a gratuity
[03:18.432]or else it’d come up to the sum of the beast
[03:23.250]and bad energy
[03:33.185]before the smokers crammed
[03:35.629]between the local bands
[03:38.009]to split a puff and flick their butts in the street
[03:42.967]they played it loud and slow
[03:45.398]without a metronome
[03:47.715]he always hit a bit ahead of the beat
[03:52.788]saw him slurring and smiling
[03:55.344]at the girls outside
[03:57.538]said you could sense it so immense underneath
[04:02.730]bad energy
[04:12.577]bad energy
[04:22.293]bad energy
[04:32.172]bad energy
[04:46.665]you traced your lineage back
[04:48.882]to all that glimmering black
[04:51.116]around the abrahamic family tree
[04:56.064]and in that blend of blood
[04:58.557]counted descendants of
[05:00.804]your holy mother mitochondrial eve
[05:05.823]were you the chosen son
[05:08.424]or the broken one
[05:10.786]who had some notions up disposable sleeves
[05:15.647]and bad energy?
[05:25.266]and when our saviour came
[05:27.360]she kept her maiden name
[05:29.795]he was concepted quite exceptionally
[05:34.709]learned if you’re only friendly
[05:37.338]with a dozen men
[05:39.412]one might still kill you with a kiss on the cheek
[05:44.450]and as that muted light
[05:46.800]fell from his wounded side
[05:49.179]cowboy centurion was sure he could feel
[05:54.434]a bad energy
[06:04.033]bad energy
[06:13.702]bad energy
[06:23.343]bad energy
[06:33.056]bad energy

作词 : Kenny Boothby
作曲 : Kenny Boothby/Paul Vroom/Brodie Germain/Liam Cole
in occupied palestine
near the birthsite of christ
caught some footage that you wouldn't believe
that night on channel 7
ran a slanted segment
through the midwest on the mid-middle east
but you’ve told me how
you keep your volume down
cause all that's coming from your humming tv
is bad energy
you went to youth group first
at that lutheran church
where the pastor dressed so casually
and when your mom worked nights
and her money was tight
he kindly offered he could watch you for free
denied jesus blood
and now you sleep in sundays
but you tell me that you’ll always believe
in bad energy
bad energy
and now your engine burns
remains of ancient birds
go into town to drive around and then leave
you tore a gash right clear
through the atmosphere
and now there's nothing that can buffer the heat
but the sun is shining
and your love is smiling
in a moment getting warmed by a beam
of bad energy
bad energy
bad energy
you watched the market crash
and the marquee flash
your eyes a-darken just a-walkin the street
you felt the breath of god
in a restaurant
he was just asking what you’re having to eat
you knew you had to leave
him a gratuity
or else it’d come up to the sum of the beast
and bad energy
before the smokers crammed
between the local bands
to split a puff and flick their butts in the street
they played it loud and slow
without a metronome
he always hit a bit ahead of the beat
saw him slurring and smiling
at the girls outside
said you could sense it so immense underneath
bad energy
bad energy
bad energy
bad energy
you traced your lineage back
to all that glimmering black
around the abrahamic family tree
and in that blend of blood
counted descendants of
your holy mother mitochondrial eve
were you the chosen son
or the broken one
who had some notions up disposable sleeves
and bad energy?
and when our saviour came
she kept her maiden name
he was concepted quite exceptionally
learned if you’re only friendly
with a dozen men
one might still kill you with a kiss on the cheek
and as that muted light
fell from his wounded side
cowboy centurion was sure he could feel
a bad energy
bad energy
bad energy
bad energy
bad energy