LEARN LYRICS

There's traveling people

There's people who travel

People who stay

And people just passing

There's people who get high

And those who hit rock bottom

People who sleep

And some Jean d'Ormessons

There's diverse people

And there's divergent ones

People who hope

And people from Abidjan

There's people from the North

People from the South

Sweet lives

And rough lives

And there's happy people

Sad lives sleeping outside

And there's happy people

And others who rake in gold

There's high-society people

And there's people from down low

There's nice guys, cops

Junkies and scarlas

People who cry

People who laugh

Some Teddy Riners and some Carla Brunis

There's Jean Valjeans

Who swallow their sorrow

Yeah, real people who break your heart

People who love and gather

Different people who look like us

And there's happy people

Sad lives sleeping outside

And there's happy people

And others who rake in gold

There's night people

There's morning people

People who get bored

Model agents

There's people who get drunk

And soothing people

People who dream

Other people's lives

And there's changeable people

And there's steady people

Some distressing and some remarkable ones

People from the East

People from the West

People who go

Others who stay

And there's happy people

Sad lives sleeping outside

And there's happy people

And others who rake in gold

And there's indignant folk, destitute ones

Crazy ones, shopkeepers

There's simple people, lonely people

Lucky people and humble people

There's lovers, leaders

People who struggle

And good folks

There's gay people and sergeants

And in all that

And in all that, the two of us

And in all that, the two of us

In all that, the two of us

In all that, the two of us

And in all that, the two of us