Please People

Please people. People please, please people Please people. People please, please people Please people. People please, please people Please people. People please, please people I'm Scots and off-balanced so I guess I'm off-kilter Worlds kind of harsh like a rolly with no filter No life on Mars 'cause I already built a Rocket to the stars but it crashed on a guilt trip Fuck a new romantic I'm a Neuromancer Dying for a break like playing snooker with cancer I might chew up your tape while you call me a wanker But I won't bite a verse not even a stanza While these idiots sing of the silliest things This Odysseus slings obsidian discus rings At things with hideous skin and reptilian wings Getting pissed with tyrannous Kings with villainous grins Spitting lies on truth serum without spilling a thing Fuck it man I've done a million things Playing Twister in the midst of a million twisted sisters With double-jointed fingers and chameleon skin Back in the day, they used to call me Robin Trousers Now my styles flawless like unfinished houses So now they call me Robin Bastard... Get it? Or Robin Banks Because they don't give me no credit And I'm not an Adonis unless a Don is the boss In the streets where crime is as common as coughs You best to draw your blinds 'cause the ominous watch And Skin Horse is not the only time bomb on the block Please people, people please, please people. Stop Fear unfinished steps, concepts of life outside the lines Defined like the cracks in time around the eyes Spied too many times but declined to intervene The invitations seem to have been misplaced Amongst my many dreams So many act like the veterans of many wars Really warriors of nothing more than their second-floor Offices where profit is a topic of authority The cancerous attachment to the spine of their philosophies Cut loose and drifting out to sea Destined for high winds But seem to be content to sit and soak the breeze So diseased that we would rather freeze than please But diseased seems to be the please we will ever really find peace Hooked on the junk food life support machine The endless streams of signals try to infiltrate my dreams Policed in a world where Most people seem to have their fingers deep In a sport we call competing that has turned us all too rabid beasts A leap of faith is out of reach the ship is sinking, hull is breached The leech has latched and sunk its teeth A bleeding feast it sucks to breathe We reach a time where even beggars have belief They walk the line with the rich the famous Chiefs and all the cheats All make their way down this endless road to peace Where we have to stop to stock and fuel up every hundred feet We'll never be complete until we learn to climb these steep walls So please people be more Please People, People Please Please People All this shit's irrelevant their bombing them in Lebanon Please People, People Please Please People Lost inside the storms eye Please People. People Please Please People, please... Please People. People Please Please People People Please. People Please Please People. Please People. People Please Please People. Who's afraid of telling them there's mice afraid of elephants Please People, People Please Please People Lost inside the storms eye Please People. People Please Please People... please Please People. People Please Please People. People Please people... Don't stop! Move! Please People. People Please Please People