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T o o M a n y P e o p l e
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| Words and Music by “Complex Numbers”Copyright © 2003 - Seneca Falls Music - All Rights Reserved |
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There’s too many people,
scrimping and saving and going nowhere,
The future looks bleaker, everyday.
There’s too many people, living on credit
Not a penny to spare, coz there ain’t no other way,
They live day to day.
There’s too many people,
slipping through the cracks because nobody cares,
Why should we help if they can’t pay.
There’s too many people,
hoarding and judging
And causing despair,
demanding we do what they say,
I think I’ll choose my own way.
It would be nice to see,
a world full of love and no poverty,
You tell me that there’s just no way,
still it would be nice to say.
There’s too many people,
enjoying life like it was meant to be,
Helping each other along the way.
There’s too many people,
realizing all at once,
That greed’s not the way,
sounds like a sound philosophy,
at least it does to me.
There’s too many people,
too many people...
There’s too many people,
too many people... |
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