Henchman — текст песни (Bad Religion)

Stranded
In a life in which your struggle for acceptance
Is a never-ending chore,
Upbraided
For your actions past and present and rewarded for the ideas
Of the future`s bright open door.
The henchman
Is the human analogue of the suffering multitudes
Who like good dogs sit and lick for their reward.
So what good advice have I got for you
To insure against your likely metamorphosis into this reprobate?
Don`t be a henchman,
Stand on your laurels,
Do what no one else does and praise the good of other men
For good man`s sake.
And when everyone else in the world follows your lead
(Although a cold day in hell it will surely be)
That`s when the entire world shall live in harmony.