BAD RELIGION lyrics - The Resist Stance

BAD RELIGION
"The Resist Stance"

Seeds of rebellion lay outside your front door.
If you nourish them and water them they'll grow into a healthy what for?
And if revolution isn't what's in store,
How can you care anymore?

It's a dangerous slip, a conscientious shift.
In the spirit of resistance, you gotta hold your grip,
Lest the state of your resolve makes you quickly devolve
To a fundamentalist, yeah.

You're an archetype they can pin to the wall.
When you cling to your convictions like a farm animal in its stall,
Never thinking of the bigger world outside,
As they take you for a ride.

It's a dangerous slip, a conscientious shift.
In the spirit of resistance, you gotta hold your grip.
Because passion unabated can be readily conflated
As belligerence; go.

It's a dangerous slip, a conscientious shift.
In the spirit of resistance, you gotta hold your grip.
And the verdict won't be kind 'cause they're desperate for a viable alternative.

Take a stance (take a stance), the resist stance.
Take a stance (take a stance), the resist stance.
Take a stance (take a stance), the resist stance.
Take a stance (take a stance), the resist stance.