Текст песни Bad Religion -  Empty Causes   
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Everywhere you looked there was confusion, violence, drama and drugs 
So many righteous revolutionaries spouting utopian love 
Everyone shrouded in purple haze 
Then one day they woke up from their dream state 
They found themselves no more at peace than before 
Older, meek, and conformed 
Empty causes 
A blister for the soul, a fix for the mind 
Empty causes 
Cling to everything you find 
Well, the shots rang out like popcorn and the Chief was hit and rushed 
out of sight 
The mohawk-chain leather brigade rejoiced maliciously on that night 
Someone cried out "fuck the government" 
His mates couldn`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 
Losing steam as time goes by 
Could it be that everyone selfishly desires their own personal retinue? 
And the causes are just manifestations of too much time and far too 
little to do 
Empty causes 
Direction for the soul, conviction for the mind 
Empty causes 
Cling to everything you find 
Empty causes 
You`ve got yours and I`ve got mine