Texty

People, pe-people People pe-pe People, pe-people Pe-people People can be bombs, things or pawns But we're all the same We crawled out of the sea, grew some feet And developed a brain That's what teacher John told me I must have been eight or nine Then you came in like a church I was saved, I saw the light People come, people go But there are no people like you (people, pe-people) People kiss, people laugh But they don't have nothing on you People, pe-people People pe-pe People, pe-people Pe-people People, pe-people People pe-pe People, pe-people Pe-people People get a job, get a dog And get stuck in the race (yeah) We think we so advanced More like ants if you lookin' from space Yeah, the Earth may go round And the sun may shine on all of us But there's no one here like you Never will and never was, hey People come, people go But there are no people like you (people, pe-people) People kiss, people laugh But they don't have nothing on you People, pe-people People pe-pe People, pe-people Pe-people People, pe-people People pe-pe People, pe-people Pe-people We fell in love We fell in love And we keep on falling I'm so lucky, lucky, lucky That I get to fall with you People, pe-people People pe-pe People, pe-people Pe-people People can be bombs, things or pawns But we're all the same (people, pe-people) Yeah, we're all the same People, pe-people People pe-pe People, pe-people Yeah, we're all the same People come, people go But there are no people like you People kiss, people laugh But they don't have nothing on you Pe-people
Writer(s): Andreas Bengt Levander, Ola Nils Haakan Svensson, David Axelsson, Fred Gibson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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