Victory Lyrics - The Gray Race - Bad Religion

The velveteen and oaken fixtures soothed the lonely child 

The parents watched the escort take him while they stood outside 

The priest was kind and gentle as he positioned his head 

The pain was like brimstone, but the kid hardly bled 

Victory, instinct over intellect 

Victory, it erupts from deep inside 

History, history is laughing at us plotting its discovery 

Victory, victory, blame it on the victory 

Among the parade crowd there stands a decorated man 

Remembering how he helped to save this sacred land 

His helpless enemy was wounded, both hands raised with hope 

He killed him without second thought, with brute force and a rope 

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Victory, instinct over intellect 

Victory, it erupts from deep inside 

History, history is laughing at us plotting its discovery 

Victory, victory, blame it on the victory 

So many times, so many lives 

Test the other side 

Waiting to see what the maker has in mind 

The unsuspecting commoners hum diligent each day 

They wallow in their father's sins, as time passes away 

The crimes are without motive but they ignore all restraint 

The evil sits inside them torpid timing its escape 

Victory, instinct over intellect 

Victory, it erupts from deep inside 

History, history is laughing at us plotting its discovery 

Victory, victory, blame it on the victory 

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Blame it on the victory 

Blame it on the victory 

Plotting its discovery 

Victory, victory, blame it on the victory