All of the People Songtext
von Grian Chatten

You think I′m about ye
Well I'm not
The centre of my world
Is a hotspot
You think that you know me
You′re below me
And you don't

All of the people
They can fly
Straight to the white hotel
Up In the sky
I'm hard as my money
Yeah, you′re soft as a lie

Well a smile could be made so endless
Just happy, free and friendless
No paper lending
Just time, spending
Yeah


You think that you love me
But you don′t
You think that you know me
Yeah well you just don't
Did you know I′m into your brother?
Did you know that I hated your show?
Tell me who exactly do you think you know?

People are scum
I will say it again
Don't let anyone tell you that
They wanna be your friend
They just wanna get close enough to
Take the final shot
They will celebrate the things that make you who you′re not
They will criticise
All of the people

Well a smile could be made so endless
Just happy, free and friendless
No paper lending
Just time spending


She's standing in line now
At the funfair
Fistful of tokens
And charm to spare
What kind of fool would follow signs that were never there?
All of the people
All of the people