God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts
Guess he kissed the girls who made him cry
Those hot-faced queens of misadventure
God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken lives
Far-reached thrones of muted angels
Giving love but getting nothing back
Oh, people help the people
And if your home is sick
Give me your hand and I'll hold it
People help the people
Nothing will drag you down
Oh, and if I had to break
Oh, and if I had to break
I'd be cold as a stone
Oh, and if I had to break

Rich as a fortune
All those good hearts away
God knows what is hiding in this world
Of little consequence
Behind the tears and saddened lies
A thousand slowly dying sunsets
God knows what is hiding in this world
Guess he kissed the girls who made him cry

God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts
Guess he kissed the girls who made him cry
Against the law and this pain knocking
And no one needs to be alone
Oh, say, man
People help the people
And if your home is sick
Give me your hand and I'll hold it
People help the people

Nothing will drag you down
Oh, and if I had to break
Oh, and if I had to break
I'd be cold as a stone
Rich as a fortune
All those good hearts away
Na-na, na-na-na
Ooh-ooh
Na-na, na-na-na
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Rich as a fortune


People, help the people
And if you're homesick
Give me your hand and I'll hold you
People, help the people
Nothing will drag you down
Oh, and if I had to break
Oh, and if I had to break
I'd be cold as a stone
And rich as a fool
I'd turn those good hearts away