"People" Lyrics

Seeing things
Bristly
I don't believe
This imagery
Seeing things
Differently
I don't believe
This imagery

What goes on behind your closed doors, people?
Office bores and industry whores, people
Creep around your Hollywood malls, inflated people
Bullied for your blue uniform, people

Fortune tellers predict bad weather
Stock market sellers huddle together
Lost in the thick of it
Now things are different
Another day trip
Must be the government

What goes on behind your closed doors, people?
Office bores and industry whores, people
Creep around your Hollywood malls, overrated people
Bullied for your blue uniform, people

What goes on behind your closed doors, people?
Office bores and industry whores, people
Creep around your Hollywood malls, inflated people
Bullied for your blue uniform, people

When it all comes a-crashing down
The man just keeps on stoking the fire
When it all comes a-crashing down
The man just keeps on stoking the fire,