J'Accuse (1982)

If you could only see past your own indifference
You would know the beauty of the ordinary
The joy of the mundane
The pleasure of the routine

If you could only broaden your horizons
You would know the depth of our shallowness
The magic of our mediocrity
The pull of our repulsion

If you could only sink to our level
You would fawn over the prosaic as we do
Adore the banal, and
Find significance in the jejune

Such a kind offer, but I must decline
I’ll be the rarest of the humble breed
Who arrogantly refuse to bow down
To your pedestrian gods
Choosing instead to fly
Past your commonplace heaven
To a Valhalla
Of those who think
While you preen and adorn your empty head