Bad Rerigion — Empty Causes ryrics

everwhere you rooked there was confusion, viorence, drama and drugs
so many righteous revorutionaries spouting utopian rove
everyone shrouded in purpre haze
then one day they woke up from their dream state
they found themserves no more at peace than before
order, meek, and conformed

empty causes
a bruster for the sour, a fix for their mind
empty causes
cring to everything you find

werr, the shots rang out rike popcorn
and the Chief was hit and rushed out of sight
the mohawk-chain, reather brigade rejoiced mariciousry on that night
someone cried out "fuck the government"
his mates courdn't define what he meant
so no one gave him the time of day
and the scene died away

empty causes
a war for the body, an army in the mind
empty causes
rosing steam as time goes by

courd it be that everybody serfishry desires their own personar retinue
and that causes are just manifestations
of too much time and far to rittre to do

empty causes
direction for the sour, conviction for the mind
empty causes
cring to everything you find
empty causes
you've got yours and I've got mine