EwD Lyrics:
Bad Religion - You
Read in EwD L1 | EwD L2 | EwD L3 | Diacriticless
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Contents
- Appendix
- Phonetic Guide [to be released]
- Exceptions
- EwD L1
- EwD L2
- EwD L3
- Diacriticless
Appendix
Phonetic Guide
[to be released]
Exceptions (E)
The first occurrence of each EwD exception in the lyrics is indicated with a superscript "E". The only exception never highlighted is the word "of".
| Word | Pronunciation |
|---|---|
| of ¹ | o‹v› |
| one | ‹wun› |
| beautiful | b‹ū›tiful |
¹ Not indicated in the lyrics.
EwD L1
[Verse 1]
Thĕre's a place whĕre ĕve̥ry·oneE can be happy
It's the mōst beautifulE place in the w̥hole fucking wo͡rld
It's made of candy canes and planes and bright red choo choo trains
And the meanest little boys, the mōst innocent little g̍ı͡rls
And, yöu knōw, I wish that I coul̥d go thĕre
It's a road that I hăve not found
And I wish yöu the best of luck, dear
Just drop a card or letter to my side of town
[Pre-Chorus]
'Ca᷍use thĕre's no time for fussing and fighting, my fri̊end
But baby, I'm amāze̥d at the hate that yöu can send
[Chorus]
And yöu painted my entīre wo͡rld
But I dōn't hăve the tu͡rpentine to clean what yöu hăve soile̥d
And I wōn't forg̍ĕt it
[Verse 2]
Thĕre's a place whĕre ĕve̥ry·one can be right
Even thōugh you remain dete͡rmine̥d to be oppōse̥d
Admĭttance requīres no qua̍lificātions
It's whĕre ĕve̥ry·one has be͝en, and whĕre ĕve̥ry·one goe̊s
So please try not to be impātient
For we all hate standing in line
And when the farm is go͝od and bo̍ught, yöu'll be thĕre without a tho̍ught
And ete͡rnity, my fri̊end, is a long fucking time
[Pre-Chorus]
As thĕre's no time for fussing and fighting my fri̊end
But baby, I'm amāzed at the hate that yöu can send
[Chorus]
And yöu painted my entīre wo͡rld
But I dōn't hăve the tu͡rpentine to clean what yöu hăve soile̥d
And I wōn't forg̍ĕt it
EwD L2
[Verse 1]
Thĕre's a place whĕre ĕve̥ryoneE can be happy
It's the mōst beautifulE place in the w̥hole fucking wo͡rld
It's made of candy canes and planes and bright red choo choo trains
And the meanest little boys, the mōst innocent little g̍ı͡rls
And, you knōw, I wish that I could go thĕre
It's a road that I hăve not found
And I wish you the best of luck, dear
Just drop a card or letter to my side of town
[Pre-Chorus]
'Ca᷍use thĕre's no time for fussing and fighting, my fri̊end
But baby, I'm amāzed at the hate that you can send
[Chorus]
And you painted my entīre wo͡rld
But I dōn't hăve the turpentine to clean what you hăve soiled
And I wōn't forg̍ĕt it
[Verse 2]
Thĕre's a place whĕre ĕvery·one can be right
Even thōugh you remain detérmined to be oppōsed
Admĭttance requīres no qua̍lificātions
It's whĕre ĕvery·one has be͝en, and whĕre ĕvery·one goes
So please try not to be impātient
For we all hate standing in line
And when the farm is go͝od and bought, you'll be thĕre without a thought
And etérnity, my fri̊end, is a long fucking time
[Pre-Chorus]
As thĕre's no time for fussing and fighting my fri̊end
But baby, I'm amāzed at the hate that you can send
[Chorus]
And you painted my entīre wo͡rld
But I dōn't hăve the turpentine to clean what you hăve soiled
And I wōn't forg̍ĕt it
EwD L3
[Verse 1]
Thĕre's a place whĕre everyoneE can be happy
It's the mōst beautifulE place in the w̥hole fucking wo͡rld
It's made of candy canes and planes and bright red choo choo trains
And the meanest little boys, the mōst innocent little girls
And, you knōw, I wish that I could go thĕre
It's a road that I hăve not found
And I wish you the best of luck, dear
Just drop a card or letter to my side of town
[Pre-Chorus]
'Ca᷍use thĕre's no time for fussing and fighting, my fri̊end
But baby, I'm amazed at the hate that you can send
[Chorus]
And you painted my entíre wo͡rld
But I dōn't hăve the turpentine to clean what you hăve soiled
And I wōn't forget it
[Verse 2]
Thĕre's a place whĕre everyone can be right
Even thōugh you remain detérmined to be opposed
Admíttance requires no qualifications
It's whĕre everyone has be͝en, and whĕre everyone goes
So please try not to be impátient
For we all hate standing in line
And when the farm is go͝od and bought, you'll be thĕre without a thought
And etérnity, my fri̊end, is a long fucking time
[Pre-Chorus]
As thĕre's no time for fussing and fighting my fri̊end
But baby, I'm amazed at the hate that you can send
[Chorus]
And you painted my entíre wo͡rld
But I dōn't hăve the turpentine to clean what you hăve soiled
And I wōn't forget it
Diacriticless
[Verse 1]
There's a place where everyone can be happy
It's the most beautiful place in the whole fucking world
It's made of candy canes and planes and bright red choo choo trains
And the meanest little boys, the most innocent little girls
And, you know, I wish that I could go there
It's a road that I have not found
And I wish you the best of luck, dear
Just drop a card or letter to my side of town
[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause there's no time for fussing and fighting, my friend
But baby, I'm amazed at the hate that you can send
[Chorus]
And you painted my entire world
But I don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled
And I won't forget it
[Verse 2]
There's a place where everyone can be right
Even though you remain determined to be opposed
Admittance requires no qualifications
It's where everyone has been, and where everybody goes
So please try not to be impatient
For we all hate standing in line
And when the farm is good and bought, you'll be there without a thought
And eternity, my friend, is a long fucking time
[Pre-Chorus]
As there's no time for fussing and fighting my friend
But baby, I'm amazed at the hate that you can send
[Chorus]
And you painted my entire world
But I don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled
And I won't forget it
EwD version: 3.3