22 Oct 2001
People my people
The cat in the steeple
And everyone here, I need your ear so be cool for a few
I feel a funny emotion, a negative notion
A tear in the air, an unseen stare, if I'm wrong then I'm wrong
What I say? All right!
Senors and senoras, they cannot ignore us
We know that they know the score, it's there at the core--always been
And we could give it up all nice, or put it on cold ice
While that could suffice I give these dreams up in hell
Ring a bell
What I say?
Somebody's got to pay for the piano
Somebody's got to make sure we honor everyone
I know if we can forfeit all our sorrow, it may as well be us
People my people, supreme to my equal
Say not a word I know you're tired so am I, I could cry
You knew it would be hard to play such a bad card
And lower your guard to unseen harm 'cos you're scarred, I can see
And the people that need you say the couldn't read you
You plant 'em a seed they claim they loved all the weeds
So you flee
What I say?
Somebody's got to pay for the piano
Somebody's got to make sure we honor everyone
I know if we can forfeit all our sorrow, it may as well be us
May as well be now
May as well be us
So people my people
The cat in the steeple
And everyone here
I know your fear like a friend, I contend
Commandos, commandettes, it wasn't a sure bet
But nothing good was and what should or could be does what it can
I said it's a quiet and sad choice you hear in your own voice
I know what I'd like and I can't say anymore
Je t'adore
Break it down...
Somebody's got to pay for the piano
Somebody's got to make sure we honor everyone
I know if we can forfeit all our sorrow, it may as well be...
The cat in the steeple
And everyone here, I need your ear so be cool for a few
I feel a funny emotion, a negative notion
A tear in the air, an unseen stare, if I'm wrong then I'm wrong
What I say? All right!
Senors and senoras, they cannot ignore us
We know that they know the score, it's there at the core--always been
And we could give it up all nice, or put it on cold ice
While that could suffice I give these dreams up in hell
Ring a bell
What I say?
Somebody's got to pay for the piano
Somebody's got to make sure we honor everyone
I know if we can forfeit all our sorrow, it may as well be us
People my people, supreme to my equal
Say not a word I know you're tired so am I, I could cry
You knew it would be hard to play such a bad card
And lower your guard to unseen harm 'cos you're scarred, I can see
And the people that need you say the couldn't read you
You plant 'em a seed they claim they loved all the weeds
So you flee
What I say?
Somebody's got to pay for the piano
Somebody's got to make sure we honor everyone
I know if we can forfeit all our sorrow, it may as well be us
May as well be now
May as well be us
So people my people
The cat in the steeple
And everyone here
I know your fear like a friend, I contend
Commandos, commandettes, it wasn't a sure bet
But nothing good was and what should or could be does what it can
I said it's a quiet and sad choice you hear in your own voice
I know what I'd like and I can't say anymore
Je t'adore
Break it down...
Somebody's got to pay for the piano
Somebody's got to make sure we honor everyone
I know if we can forfeit all our sorrow, it may as well be...
