Lyrics
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 lies
Fiery thrones 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
(People)
(People)
(People)
(If I had)
(People)
(People)
(People)
(Oh, and if I had a brain)
(People)
(People)
(People)
(If I had)
(People)
(People)
(People)
(Oh, and if I had a brain)
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 lies
Fiery thrones 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
(People)
(People)
(People)
(If I had)
(People)
(People)
(People)
(Oh, and if I had a brain)
(People)
(People)
(People)
(If I had)
(People)
(People)
(People)
(Oh, and if I had a brain)
Written by: PLÜM