Look at the people
Look at them running (uh-huh)
Where are they going?
Where are they coming from?
It is a pity that in the city
Even a pretty girl has to hide her face
Don't try to breathe in with too much feeling (ah-huh)
Do and you're reeling
All over the place (mhm)
Mothers who send their children out for fresh air
Wish they could wash lungs like they wash clothes and hair
Get on the bus
Get on the train
Read your paper
Read about pain
The entertainment value in a plane crash is something we should find out about
Look at the people
Look at ourselves (mhm)
We are the people making the mess and the smells
What will our children think about what we leave them?
They're telling us now
And we won't believe them
Get on the bus
Get on the train
Read your paper
Read about pain
The entertainment value in a plane crash is something we should find out about
The entertainment value in a plane crash is something we should find out about
The entertainment value in a plane crash is something we should find out about
Look at the people
Look at them running (uh-huh)
Where are they going?
Where are they coming from?