The Banality of Evil (Song for Albert Runcorn)

Do you want to be a death eater today, Runcorn, Runcorn?
Do you want to be a death eater today, Runcorn, Runcorn?

Sending you home with a nosebleed
A day off as their accomplice
Your most productive day in years
We’ll see what we can repair

You’re getting paid but it’s never just a paycheck
What you do is who you are
Who it benefits is clear
Who it harms should keep you up at night

Ain’t no statues going up
If folks like you won’t bear the weight
Enforcing every injustice
As you look the other way

It don’t matter how you dress or
If you’re willing to put on the mask
They won’t need a death eater army
Oh, oh, oh
There’s always moral judgement
In administrative function
With people like you
They won’t need a death eater army
They won’t need a death eater army
They won’t need a death eater army
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh