| 歌曲 | Struck A Nerve |
| 歌手 | Bad Religion |
| 专辑 | Recipe For Hate |
| 作词 : Graffin | |
| There's an old man on a city bus holding a candy cane | |
| And it isn't even | |
| ChristmasHe sees a note in the obituary | |
| That his last friend has died | |
| There's an infant clinging to his overweight mother in the cold | |
| As they go to shop for cigarettes | |
| And she spends her last dollar | |
| For a bottle of vodka for tonight | |
| And I guess it struck a nerve, like | |
| I had to squint my eyes | |
| You can never get out of the line of sight | |
| Like a barren winter day or a patch of unburned green | |
| Like a tragic real dream, | |
| I guess it struck a nerve | |
| Every day | |
| I wander in negative disposition as | |
| I'm bombarded by superlatives | |
| Realizing very well that | |
| I am not alone | |
| Introverted | |
| I look to tomorrow for salvation but | |
| I'm thinking altruistically | |
| And a wave of overwhelming doubt turns me to stone | |
| And I guess it struck a nerve, sent a murmur through my heart | |
| We just haven't got time to crack the maze | |
| Like a magic speeding clock or a cancer in our cells | |
| A collision in the dark, | |
| I guess it struck a nerve, 1, 2 | |
| I try to close my eyes | |
| But I cannot ignore the stimuli | |
| If there's a purpose for us all, it remains a secret to me | |
| Don't ask me to justify my life' | |
| Cause I guess it struck a nerve, like | |
| I had to squint my eyes | |
| You can never get out of the line of sight | |
| Like a magic speeding clock or a cancer in our cells | |
| A collision in the dark, | |
| I guess it struck a nerve |
| zuò cí : Graffin | |
| There' s an old man on a city bus holding a candy cane | |
| And it isn' t even | |
| ChristmasHe sees a note in the obituary | |
| That his last friend has died | |
| There' s an infant clinging to his overweight mother in the cold | |
| As they go to shop for cigarettes | |
| And she spends her last dollar | |
| For a bottle of vodka for tonight | |
| And I guess it struck a nerve, like | |
| I had to squint my eyes | |
| You can never get out of the line of sight | |
| Like a barren winter day or a patch of unburned green | |
| Like a tragic real dream, | |
| I guess it struck a nerve | |
| Every day | |
| I wander in negative disposition as | |
| I' m bombarded by superlatives | |
| Realizing very well that | |
| I am not alone | |
| Introverted | |
| I look to tomorrow for salvation but | |
| I' m thinking altruistically | |
| And a wave of overwhelming doubt turns me to stone | |
| And I guess it struck a nerve, sent a murmur through my heart | |
| We just haven' t got time to crack the maze | |
| Like a magic speeding clock or a cancer in our cells | |
| A collision in the dark, | |
| I guess it struck a nerve, 1, 2 | |
| I try to close my eyes | |
| But I cannot ignore the stimuli | |
| If there' s a purpose for us all, it remains a secret to me | |
| Don' t ask me to justify my life' | |
| Cause I guess it struck a nerve, like | |
| I had to squint my eyes | |
| You can never get out of the line of sight | |
| Like a magic speeding clock or a cancer in our cells | |
| A collision in the dark, | |
| I guess it struck a nerve |