People are bad, people are mean.
They take what they can, you know what I mean?
Strange as it seems, I live by the dream.
That under that hood,
people are good.
Harmonica solo
verse 2
People are bad, with hearts made of wood.
With eyes on the price, they tell you but lies.
Strange as it seems, I live by the dream.
That under that hood,
people are good.
Strange as it seems, I live by the dream.
That under that hood,
people, people are good.
Outro