For files not named on the command line, only the basename is compared to the exclude pattern.
Try one of these:
find * -name '.svn' -prune -o -type f -exec grep -- "MY_PATTERN" /dev/null \{\} +
find * -type f -exec grep --exclude='*.svn/*' -- "MY_PATTERN" /dev/null \{\} +
1994 BC still in the house They did
Everything they could do to take us out
But like any good monster that just made us stronger
You see, they don't like us and they don't like you,
The BC fan,
'Cause they know we stand for three things
Truth, justice and fuck the american way
That word justice got me fucked up though
Twenty cops in the street, two go to jail
Thousands of people died in wars
Overseas and it's justice ?
You think they give a fuck about us ?
You're a fool
Born yellow,
Born brown,
Born red,
Born black,
Born dead
Dead
Born dead
Born asian,
Born jewish,
Born latino,
Born poor,
Born dead
Dead
Born dead
But you don't hear me though
Dead
New York , Atlanta, Chicago, Oakland, Miami, Detroit
Every day I gotta get out my muthafuckin' bed,
Put on my muthafuckin' gun,
Down in my muthafuckin' gun,
Down in my muthafuckin' pants, 'cause
Muthafucka's out here is trippin'
How the fuck you gonna get up every morning
Tryin' to worry about if you gonna make it to the next evening
Do you understand ?
Sometimes we take for granted
The little things like food, like freedom
Born in somalia,
Born in south america,
Born in south africa,
Born in south central,
Born dead
Dead Born dead
Be yourself for an hour
Tell me what is wrong
It's allright
I don't mind
If you're not at homeBe yourself for an hour
Tell me what is wrong
It's allright
I don't mind
If you're not so strongYou've been lying
Now you've flown away
You've been lying
It's a sunny dayYou can go wherever you want to go
Can't you see that
You don't need these walls around youBe yourself for an hour
Tell me what is wrong
It's allright
I don't mind
If you're not at homeBring me down
Break me down
You can bring me downIt's a sunny day
You can do just what you want to
You can break it down
We can try we'll seeThrow off your disguise
Please let things be clear
Throw off your disguise
Please let things be clearBring me down
Break me down
You can bring me down
With your E's
And your ease
And I do one more
Need a lip gloss boost
In your america
Is it God's
Is it your's
Sweet salivaWith your E's
And your ease
And I do one moreI know we're dying
And there's no sign of a parachute
We scream in cathedrals
Why can't it be beautiful
Why does there
Gotta be a sacrificeJust say yes
You little arsonist
You're so sure you can save
Every hair on my chest
Just say yes
You little arsonistWith your E's
And your ease
And I do one moreWell I know we're dying
And there's no sign of a parachute
In this Chapel
Little chapel of love
Can't we get a little grace
And some elegance
No we scream in cathedrals
Why can't it be beautiful
Why does there
Gotta be a sacrifice
fire! fire! fire!
orange yellow and black flesh trees bloom fire fire fire
i'm trapped inside this motel 6 on fire, fire, fire
those young fists clenched in the air
make a million millionaires
set fire to the ships on fire!
set fire to the hips on fire!constellations strung up like barbed wire, wire, wire
i'm drinking cement like it's going out of style, style, style
those cold hooks, cemetery claws
raking out the infants' jaws
set fire to the horse on fire!
set fire to the dress on fire!
set fire to the stage on fire!
set fire to the stars on fire!now i'm tied to a seagull's back-yeah, fire, fire, fire
and all those black-haired bandits try to lure me down with their songs and choir, choir, choir
i'd rather shoot up a syringe filled with fire, fire, fire
than go to bed with sounds so vacant and tired tired tiredwhat's the sound of a cashing check?
what's the sound of a gag reflex?
like speakers crushed beneath an empty tank
blowing the ugly off an airbrushed faceset fire to the drums on fire!
set fire to the lions on fire!
set fire to the house on fire!
set fire to the face on fire!
