People Like People Like Them Songtext
von L.O.E

I don′t have to tell you things are bad
Everybody knows things are bad, It's a depression
Everybody′s out of work or scared of losing their job
The dollar buys a nickel's worth, banks are going bust, shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter
Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do and there′s no end to it


We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat
And we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes as if that′s the way it's supposed to be
We know things are bad - worse than bad
They′re crazy
It's like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don′t go out anymore
We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, 'Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms
Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won′t say anything
Just leave us alone
Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone
I want you to get mad!
I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street
All I know is that first you′ve got to get mad
You′ve got to say, 'I′m a human being, God damn it! My life has value!'

So I want you to get up now
I want all of you to get up out of your chairs
I want you to get up right now and go to the window
Open it and stick your head out and yell ′I'm as mad as hell, and I′m not going to take this anymore!'