Some People

Some people make it, some people try

Some people break it, some people cry

Some people lose it, some people find

Some people lead us and some are behind

It's a slow, slow break up, that's what we find

It's a so, so make up, make up your mind

It's a slow, slow break up, that's what we find

It's a so, so make up, make up your mind

What is the point of being amused?

I see the people standing abused

They keep their faces buried in hands

They keep their plates clean, but underneath

Some people drink gin, some people dry

Some people drive cars and some people fly

Some people take trains, some people walk

Some people hold it and some people talk

It's a slow slow break up, that's what we find

It's a so so make up, make up your mind

What is the point of being amused

I see the people standing abused

They keep their faces buried in hands

They keep their plates clean, but underneath

They like to fly with the jet-setters

They want to be with the go-getters

And then the moment comes around

Once again we'll find

He's taking pills and drink just

To find his peace of mind

Some people do it, some people won't

Some people do da, some people don't

Some people Liepzig, some people Prague

Some people lucid and some people vague

It's a no go faker, that's what we find

It's a no no taker, what's on your mind?

It's a no go faker, that's what we find

It's a no no taker, what's on your mind?

What is the point of being amused?

I see the people standing abused

They keep their faces buried in hands

They keep their plates clean, but underneath