“THE STENCH OF HYPOCRISY”

Lyrics

“THE STENCH OF HYPOCRISY” [Verse 1] Tracey walks in like she owns the damn place, Judgment loaded and a smirk on her face. Looking down her nose from a pedestal of shit, While everyone around her is completely sick of it. You preach about kindness, respect and grace, Then turn around and spit contempt in someone’s face. You demand what you never give back, A walking double standard with a personality crack. [Pre-Chorus] You point your finger, you bitch, you complain, Like everybody else is somehow to blame. But maybe there’s a reason wherever you go, People see the bullshit underneath the show. [CHORUS] TRACEY — YOU STINK! And it ain’t just the smell, It’s the cloud of hypocrisy That follows you as well. You treat people like crap, Then demand their respect, You’re handing out standards You don’t even fucking meet yourself yet. TRACEY — YOU STINK! Yeah, somebody had to say it. If kindness is the game you preach, Maybe someday you should fucking play it. [Verse 2] Rules for everybody — exceptions for Tracey, The mental gymnastics must drive you crazy. Saint when you’re talking, nightmare when you act, Funny how your sermons never match the facts. You want admiration without earning a drop, Want everyone beneath you while you sit at the top. But respect isn’t something you bully into place, Especially while treating people like they’re a fucking disgrace. [Bridge] Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Who’s the biggest hypocrite of them all? Maybe quit pointing at everyone else, Take one long fucking look at yourself. Because all that preaching, all that pride, Can’t hide the rotten attitude inside. You can polish the halo, rehearse the act, But sooner or later people notice the cracks. [BREAKDOWN] You want kindness? GIVE IT. You want respect? SHOW IT. You want people to think you’re decent? THEN FUCKING ACT LIKE IT. Because treating people like garbage Then climbing onto your moral high horse Doesn’t make you better than anybody. It just makes the hypocrisy STINK EVEN WORSE. [FINAL CHORUS] TRACEY — YOU STINK! Ring the alarm, sound the bell, That holier-than-thou bullshit Has got one hell of a smell. Keep preaching your sermons, Keep playing pretend, But people remember how you treat them When the performance finally ends. TRACEY — YOU STINK! Yeah, consider this your review: Before you lecture everybody else About what they fucking ought to do— Try your own advice. Try basic respect. And maybe clean up YOUR OWN FUCKING MESS. [Outro] Do as I say… Never as I do… Funny how the biggest hypocrite in the room Always thinks the problem Is everybody but you.