Bad Religion - Atomic Garden Lyrics

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Everybody wants to dance in a playpen
But nobody wants to play in my garden
I see the hippies on an angry line
Guess they don't get my meaning
I'm enchanted by the birds in my blossoms
I'm enamored by young lovers on the weekend
I like the fourth of July
When bombs start flashing
And I wish I had a shiny red top

A bugle with a big brass bell would cheer me up
Or maybe something bigger that could really go pop
So I could make the gardening stop
Come out to play
Come out to play
And we'll pretend it's Christmas Day
In my atomic garden

All my scientists are working on a deadline
So my psychologist is working day and night time
They say they know what's best for me
But tehye don't know what they're doing
And I'm glad I'm not Gorbachev
'cause I'd wiggle all night

Like jelly in a pot
At leats he's got a garden with a fertile plot
And a party that will never stop
I hope there's nothing wrong out there
I'm watching from my room inside my room
Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Generator
  • 2 Too Much to Ask
  • 3 No Direction
  • 4 Tomorrow
  • 5 Two Babies in the Dark
  • 6 Heaven Is Falling
  • 7 Atomic Garden
  • 8 The Answer
  • 9 Fertile Crescent
  • 10 Chimaera
  • 11 Only Entertainment


  • Credits
    publisher: ©Universal Music Publishing Group
    writers: Brett Gurewitz
    album: Track 7 in album Generator
    release date: 1992-3-12
    popularity : 77 users have visited this page.
    genres: Rock
    styles: Punk/Hardcore
    length: 3:11
    drums: Bobby Schayer
    lead vocals: Greg Graffin
    electric guitar: Greg Hetson and Brett Gurewitz
    background vocals: Brett Gurewitz and Jay Bentley
    electric bass guitar: Jay Bentley
    guitar: Brett Gurewitz
    percussion & drumset: Bobby Schayer
    composer: Brett Gurewitz
    lyricist: Brett Gurewitz
    Album Information
    label: Epitaph
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    barcode: 045778641628
    script: Latin