All the views you held in your past
They were never built to last
Once you shouted and waved your sign
Then you went and changed your mind
You harangued with your beliefs
But they never ran too deep
And you say, what dogma suit shall I put on today?
So intolerantly pure
Opinionated and secure
If you could see yourself today
You'd probably blow yourself away
Now you rise up from your bed
And look for thoughts to fill your empty head
And you say, what dogma suit shall I put on today?
It's no good... Another contradiction
No good... I could have made the prediction
You flip like an egg in a pan
And you flop, but your yolk just ran
Seek out another mental trend
Preach on, but all you do is pretend
So what dogma suit will you put on today?
What dogma suit will you put on today?