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Bad religion
Bad religion — Against the grain
Bad religion — Against the grain (текст песни)
three thousand miles of wilderness overcome by the flow, a lonely restitution of pavement, pomp and show, i seek a thousand answers, i find but one or two, i maintain no discomfiture, my path again renewed, against the grain, that’s where i’ll stay, swimming upstream, i maintain against the grain, here labelled as a lunatic, sequestered and content, there ignored and defeated by the government, ther’s an oriented public who’s magnetic force does pull, but away from the potential of the individual, against the grain..., the flow is getting stronger with smaller increments of time and eddies of new ideas are increasingly hard to find, you need all that the other has, it is your