Bad Religion - Recipe For Hate - text písně

Can't you feel it
Can't you see
The promise of prosperity
It's overwhelming you and me
It afflicts us like a disease
Ubiquitous compelling too
We cling to you like crazy glue
And inject such a potent seed
It's best for all humanity

The spread of culture
The sword of progress
The vector of suffrage
A warm and septic breath
The pomp and elation
The duty and vocation
The blood of the hybrid
It's just a recipe

Re-living our ancestry
The frightful lack of harmony
Our fore-fathers who led the way
Their victims are still here today
Now it's time to erase the story
Of our bogus fate
Out history as it's portrayed
Is just a recipe for hate

Přidal: helena dne 09. 12. 2008 v 21:45.
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