Recueil de musique - [Seconde partie] .

People help the people.

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God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts,

I guess you kissed the girls and made them cry,

Those hardfaced queen of misadventure...

God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken eyes,

A fiery throng of muted angels,

Giving love and getting nothing back, Oh.

People help the people,

and if you're homesick,

give me your hand and I'll hold it...

People help the people,

Nothing will drag you down...

Oh, and if I had a brain,

Oh and if I had a brain,

I'd be cold as the stone and rich as the fool,

That turned all those good, hearts away...

God knows what is hiding in this world of little concequence,

Behind the tears, inside the lies,

A thousand slowly dying sunsets

God knows what is hiding in those weaks and drunken hearts,

I guess the loneliness came knocking,

No one needs to be alone, oh singing !

People help the people,

and if you're homesick,

give me your hand and I'll hold it...

People help the people,

Nothing will drag you down...

Oh, and if I had a brain,

Oh and if I had a brain,

I'd be cold as the stone and rich as the fool,

That turned all those good hearts away...

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People help the people,

and if you're homesick,

give me your hand and I'll hold it...

People help the people,

Nothing will drag you down...

Oh, and if I had a brain,

Oh and if I had a brain,

I'd be cold as the stone and rich as the fool,

That turned all those good hearts away...