Be altruistic, be kind,
be sweet to everybody you meet.
Don't trample down the feelings of your fellow man,
don't think ill of the stranger in the street.
But when it grows dark,
when you're warm at home,
would you question the integrity
of what you've shown?
Shallow as the ocean in a baking tray.
Shallow, hollow, fallow, alone.

Oh don't you fret my darling dear,
you're never going to die alone.
A pit will be dug that's immense enough
for you
and all those shallow roots you've grown.

Be altruistic, be kind,
eat every word you think might offend.
Don't dare condemn the actions of your fellow man,
the means can never justify the ends.
But when it grows dark,
when you're quiet at home,
would you put beneath the microscope
the front you've shown?
Hollow as the branches of an old dead tree.
Hollow, fallow, shallow, alone.

Oh don't you fret my darling dear,
you're never going to die alone.
A pit will be dug that's immense enough
for you
and all the hollowness you own.

Be altruistic, be kind,
be fake as Monosodium G.
Make claims to be the saviour of your fellow man,
embrace and value everyone you see.
And when it grows dark,
when you're safe at home,
may those lies turn into knives
and pare you to the bone.
Fallow as the crimson soil in Judas' field.
Fallow, hollow, shallow, alone.

Oh don't you fret my darling dear,
you're never going to die alone.
A pit will be dug that's immense enough
for you
and all the fallow seeds you've sown.