The stale taste of banality makes sense, yes that is true As I find myself believing I'm much better than all of you It's a great lack of tolerance nurtured by you and me And it stands as a monument over failed attempts to bring unity YOU KNOW, WE'RE ALL SO QUICK TO JUDGE THAT WE FORGET ABOUT ONE ANOTHER I wish that I could change my ways to become a better me Break this chain of laziness, and erase callosity 'Cause it's a great lack of tolerance that separates you and me Too much talking behind the backs It's not the way that things have got to be YOU KNOW, WE'RE ALL& We're drowning& In the stinking sea of our self-righteousness YOU KNOW, WE'RE ALL