[EMILE, spoken]
Why do you have these feelings you are feeling?

[CABLE, spoken]
These things aren't born in you, that's a fact

(Sung)
You've got to be taught to hate and fear
You've got to be taught from year to year
It's got to be drummed in your dear little ear
You've got to be carefully taught

You've got to be taught to be afraid
Of people whose eyes are oddly made
And people whose skin is a diff'rent shade
You've got to be carefully taught

You've got to be taught before it's too late
Before you are six or seven or eight
To hate all the people your relatives hate
You've got to be carefully taught, right
You've got to be carefully taught

[EMILE, spoken]
Love is quite different
It grows by itself
(sung)
It will grow like a [?] on a mountain of storms
You don't have to feed to put fat on its bones
It can live on a smile or a note of a song
It may stop for a while but it stumbles along
Stumbles along with its banner unfurled
The joy and the beauty, the hope of the world

[CABLE, spoken]
Ha ha ha, hope of the world?
Looks like you and me are stuck with it