The O.C. Supertones - Grounded lyrics
I strike back like the empire and we'll televise the revolution.
What will save you
From divine retribution?
Do our part, try to make a contribution
Playin' at 11, givin' OC noise pollution.
Think long and hard
about our world today...what needs to be said, and what I need to say.
We're a tower of Babel built on anti-philosophy,
Neitzche in the west and Krishna in the east.
War rages on through generations.
All of these Christians abandoned their stations.
A whole world around us, and we've ceased to reach.
An army of soldiers, we've neglected to teach.
But, it's dim and not pitch black.
The truth will prevail.
If our God is for us, how can we fail?
No surer hope has ever been rested.
But for our adversary's worthy, prepare to be tested.
How will you stand if you don't understand?
Fight like a man, scriptures in hand.
And here we stand naked, barehanded futily prepared for the blows to be landed.
Presuppositions is all you can stand on.
Can you twist their wrist when they lay a hand on?
Learn how to fight from words on a paper.
Learn from the shoguns,
Bahnsen and Schaeffer.
Holy Spirit our general.
Weapons are formed form most precious of minerals.
Kids in universities, drowning in an ocean of apostate philosophy.
We need apologetic instruction...mental reconstruction.
Ignorance reduction, to halt the mass abduction.
Evangelical mind has been scandalized.
Wisdom and truth have been vandalized, by the unevangelized.
No truth in a world that is randomized.
Expose the lies no matter how they're disguised.