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There's a drinker
There's a drugger
There's a monk up on a hill
In nirvana
It's just the people
It's just the people
In my mind
In my mind

There's a bad boy
There's a fat boy
There's a shy guy
Who's terrified of sex toys, yeah
But they're just the people
They're just the people, yeah
In my mind
In my mind, yeah

And if I threw a party
I believe it might get ugly
I beliеve I might just slip out
Through the back
And find some othеr body
Crawl in through an artery
And make some different friends
On a different track
How 'bout that?

There's a father
And a partner
But they can't survive the guy
Who's got no honour, yeah
But it's just the people
They just the people, yeah

There's a feminist, misogynist
An atheist, a satanist
They made a little baby
Who growed up to be crazy
Aw, shucks, you gotta be nuts
To be sane in a crazy world
With all the people
It's just the people, uh-huh, yeah
In my mind
In my mind, yeah

And if I threw a party
I believe it might get ugly
I believe I might just slip out
Through the back
And find some other body
Crawl in through an artery
And make some different friends
On a different track
How 'bout that?
How 'bout, how 'bout, how 'bout that?
Yeah, how 'bout that?

It's just the people
It's just the people
In my mind
In my mind
In my mind
In my mind

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