Please People

Please people. People please, please people
Please people. People please, please people
Please people. People please, please people
Please people. People please, please people

I'm Scots and off-balanced so I guess I'm off-kilter
Worlds kind of harsh like a rolly with no filter
No life on Mars 'cause I already built a
Rocket to the stars but it crashed on a guilt trip
Fuck a new romantic I'm a Neuromancer
Dying for a break like playing snooker with cancer
I might chew up your tape while you call me a wanker
But I won't bite a verse not even a stanza
While these idiots sing of the silliest things
This Odysseus slings obsidian discus rings
At things with hideous skin and reptilian wings
Getting pissed with tyrannous Kings with villainous grins
Spitting lies on truth serum without spilling a thing
Fuck it man I've done a million things
Playing Twister in the midst of a million twisted sisters
With double-jointed fingers and chameleon skin
Back in the day, they used to call me Robin Trousers
Now my styles flawless like unfinished houses
So now they call me Robin Bastard... Get it? Or Robin Banks
Because they don't give me no credit
And I'm not an Adonis unless a Don is the boss
In the streets where crime is as common as coughs
You best to draw your blinds 'cause the ominous watch
And Skin Horse is not the only time bomb on the block

Please people, people please, please people. Stop

Fear unfinished steps, concepts of life outside the lines
Defined like the cracks in time around the eyes
Spied too many times but declined to intervene
The invitations seem to have been misplaced
Amongst my many dreams
So many act like the veterans of many wars
Really warriors of nothing more than their second-floor
Offices where profit is a topic of authority
The cancerous attachment to the spine of their philosophies
Cut loose and drifting out to sea
Destined for high winds
But seem to be content to sit and soak the breeze
So diseased that we would rather freeze than please
But diseased seems to be the please we will ever really find peace
Hooked on the junk food life support machine
The endless streams of signals try to infiltrate my dreams
Policed in a world where
Most people seem to have their fingers deep
In a sport we call competing that has turned us all too rabid beasts
A leap of faith is out of reach the ship is sinking, hull is breached
The leech has latched and sunk its teeth
A bleeding feast it sucks to breathe
We reach a time where even beggars have belief
They walk the line with the rich the famous
Chiefs and all the cheats
All make their way down this endless road to peace
Where we have to stop to stock and fuel up every hundred feet
We'll never be complete until we learn to climb these steep walls
So please people be more

Please People, People Please Please People
All this shit's irrelevant their bombing them in Lebanon
Please People, People Please Please People
Lost inside the storms eye
Please People. People Please Please People, please...
Please People. People Please Please People
People Please. People Please Please People.

Please People. People Please Please People.
Who's afraid of telling them there's mice afraid of elephants
Please People, People Please Please People
Lost inside the storms eye
Please People. People Please Please People... please

Please People. People Please Please People.
People Please people... Don't stop! Move!

Please People. People Please Please People