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God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts.
Guess he kissed the girls and made them cry.
Those hard-faced queens of misadventure.
God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken lives.
Fiery throngs of muted angels.
Giving love but getting nothing back, oh...
People help the people.
And if you're homesick.
give me your hand and I'll hold it.
People help the people.
And nothing will drag you down.
Oh and if I had a brain,
Oh and if I had a brain.
I'd be cold as a stone and rich as a fool.
That turned all of those good hearts away.