Against the Grain (Bad Religion)

Three thousand miles of wilderness overcome by the flow, a lonely restitution of pavement, pomp and show, i seek a thousand answers, i find but one or two, i maintain no discomfiture, my path again renewed, against the grain, that's where i'll stay, swimming upstream, i maintain against the grain, here labelled as a lunatic, sequestered and content, there ignored and defeated by the government, ther's an oriented public who's magnetic force does pull, but away from the potential of the individual, against the grain..., the flow is getting stronger with smaller increments of time and eddies of new ideas are increasingly hard to find, you need all that the other has, it is your right to seize the day, but in all your acquisitions you will soone be swept away, against the grain..., there's a common consensus and a uncomfortable cheer, a reverberating Refrén that anyone can hear, it sings "leve your cares behind you, just grab tenaciously", this lulling sense of purpose will destroy us rapidly, against the grain...