Ppl R Anmls

They are dumb, misunderstood
We'd eat our young if they tasted good
We'd both trade places if we could

They have their calls
We have our phones
We live in malls, they build their homes
Both full of blood, both full of bones

Concrete kingdoms, cut down trees
Stinging, ringing, swarms of bees
Brings the people to their knees

We show love when we kiss
They make love in the wilderness
But still it's people that don't impress

Now there's one thing I'll say to you
People are animals, too
Now there's one thing I know as such
Well, people don't impress me much

Concrete kingdoms, cut down trees
Stinging, ringing, swarms of bees
Brings the people to their knees

We show love when we kiss
They make love in the wilderness
But still it's people that don't impress

Now there's one thing I'll say to you
People are animals, too
Now there's one thing I know as such
Well, people don't impress me much

People, (people), people, (people), people
Don't impress me much
People, (people), people, (people), people
Don't impress me much
People, (people), people, (people), people
Don't impress me much
People, (people), people, (people), people

Now there's one thing I'll say to you
People are animals, too
Now there's one thing I know as such
People, people, people
Don't impress me much