Grains Of Wrath

Grains Of Wrath
Bad Religion

Back in 83 a man came to men and
he told me Son, our way of life is done
But I was only young
With an eye to the fields speculators and
yields rotten to the core,
Monoculture whores entered
the bidding wars from distant shores,
I dont wanna be in the land
known as destitute and free,
With the grains of wrath
blazing a path from sea to shining sea!

Oh the sinuous trails of
concrete and rails and exhausted roars,
Population wars setting our future course ,
Is profit and greed the only
conceit on a scale between
Mere prosperity and inhumanity?
It may well be but,
I dont wanna be in the land
known as destitute and free,
With the grains of wrath
blazing a path from sea to shining sea!

I dont wanna be in the land
known as destitute and free,
With the grains of wrath
blazing a path from sea to shining sea