Bad Religion Lyrics
3. Germs Of Perfection
Lacerate, eviscerate and perforate and mutilate. We all fall down, all fall down. Deprecate, repudiate, ameliorate, adjudicate. The wisdom found, wisdom found. Clip the wings of progress, turn the direction. Enrich the fallow soil with germs of perfection. Delegate, facilitate, investigate and obviate. The black turns green, black turns green. Separate, evaluate, and cultivate and propagate. The master's dream, master's dream. Sing the fears of history with renewed inflection. View the lost agenda with a skeptic's intention. Machine of life, oh, can we make it run? We have the tools but only just begun. Machine of life, oh, can we make it run? The calculations of a greater sum. Clip the wings of progress, turn the direction. Enrich the fallow soil with germs of perfection. Perfection.
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