Bad Religion - Positive Aspect of Negative Thinking текст песни

Lets gather round the carcass of the old deflated beast,

We have seen it through the accolades and rested in its lea,

Syntactic is our elegance, incisive our disease,

The swath endogenous of ourselves will be our quandary,

Weve nestled in its hollow and weve suckled at its breast,

Grandiloquent in attitude, impassioned yet inept,

Frivolous gavel our design, ludicrous or threat,

Excursive expeditions leave us holding less and less,

So what does it mean?

When we tell ourselves its only for a while we have been deceived

And its only for a moment that the treasures of our day

Make life easier to complicate,

The treasure thrown away,

Im so tired of all the fucked up mind

Of all the terrorist religions and their bullshit lines,

Of all the hand-me-downs from all industrial crimes

And the weeping mothers and those who are led so blind,

From the plastic protests and the hands of time

And the pursuit of mirth and all hating kind