People. People with their recent making up, Perfect before trashing up. People. Strobe lights to forget in slow motion, On a mission to trigger passion, People.
I heard it was fun, Like a story to tell.
So let's dance. Dance. Dance, dance.
People. Quiet preys and loud hoorays, A million different shades of failing days. People, Leaning, thinking of feeling Another being with thoughts of giving.
I heard it was fun, Like dreaming of life.
People, people. Absorbing life through needles, People, people. Waiting for the devils. Colored like a pearl, Beginning to whirl around the world, With on top: the king, the queen, Her majesty the Queen, And this coked-up pregnant girl.
I heard it was fun, Like jumping off a cloud, With people, and people, and people Like snowflakes Alone on Christmas Eve.