Tavo Carbone - All the People Lyrics

Stick your petunia in a rifle that shoots blanks for the people
Disproportionate equals with no space to run

Professed young wisdom means something
When you suck up to Buddha
Could you would've you should've but
Now you can't stay calm

Keep your calm living among classless fathers and moms
Endear engendered pigment qualms

Clasp the palms into a chapel
For religion's sake we will
Here comes the steeple and
Out run the people

Not just some or for one but everybody's person kind of people
All of the people

Sounds like people
Not for some or just one but every person's kind of people
All the people