| I've got me a badge, a bright shiny badge | |
| I'm painting the crest in yellow and blue | |
| I've got me a club, an exclusive club | |
| Doesn't include a place for you | |
| Hey, hello neighbor | |
| Hey, hello neighbor, right you are | |
| It's in the way that you walk | |
| All of the changes, all the mistakes | |
| It's in the demands you constantly make | |
| It's in the way that you grieve | |
| All of the loss | |
| You don't know when you're better off | |
| Or at what cost you've got it good | |
| Hey, the banality of evil | |
| Benevolent mother smother the child | |
| The benefactors are in denial | |
| Hey, hello neighbor | |
| Hey, hello neighbor, right you are | |
| There was a time not so long ago | |
| I was master of everything I surveyed | |
| Yes, there was a time | |
| We did it my way, we'll do things my way | |
| Benevolent mother, smother the child | |
| The perpetrators are in denial | |
| The banality of evil | |
| King of the castle, room at the top | |
| Off with their heads, chop 'em off | |
| The banality of evil | |
| Benevolent mother, smother the child | |
| The benefactors are in denial | |
| The banality of evil | |
| King of the castle, room at the top | |
| Off with their heads, chop 'em off | |
| Hey, hello neighbor | |
| I don't believe in what you believe | |
| You skin is filthy and your gods don't look like god to me | |
| But I want to touch you | |
| Now that isn't right, no, that can't be right | |
| But I want to touch you | |
| You're leading me on, I know it | |
| Hey | |
| King of the castle, more room at the top | |
| All sorts allowed, now the gloves are off | |
| Hey, hello neighbor | |
| Benevolent mother, smother the child | |
| The benefactors are in denial | |
| The banality of evil | |
| King of the castle, room at the top | |
| Off with their heads, chop 'em off | |
| The banality of evil | |
| Benevolent mother, smother the child | |
| The perpetrators are in denial | |
| The banality of evil | |
| King of the castle, room at the top | |
| Off with their heads, chop 'em off | |
| The banality of evil | |
| Hey, the banality of evil | |
| Hey, the banality of evil | |
| Hey, the banality of evil | |
| Hey |