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The Fixx

Some People

 

Some People

(album: Shuttered Room - 1982)


Some people make it
Some people try
Some people break it
Some people cry
Some people lose it
Some people find
Some people lead us
And some are behind

It's a slow slow break up
That's what we find
It's a so so make up
Make up your mind

It's a slow slow break up
That's what we find
It's a so so make up
Make up your mind

What is the point of being amused
I see the people standing abused
They keep their faces buried in hands
They keep their plates clean
But underneath...

Some people drink gin
Some people dry
Some people drive cars
And some people fly
Some people take trains
Some people walk
Some people hold it
And some people talk

It's a slow slow break up
That's what we find
It's a so so make up
Make up your mind

What is the point of being amused
I see the people standing abused
They keep their faces buried in hands
They keep their plates clean
But underneath...
They like to fly with the jetsetters
They want to be with the go-getters
And then the moment comes around
Once again we'll find
He's taking pills and drink just
To find his peace of mind

Some people do it
Some people won't
Some people do da
Some people don't
Some people Liepzig
Some people Prague
Some people lucid
And some people vague

It's a no go faker
That's what we find
It's a no no taker
What's on your mind

It's a no go faker
That's what we find
It's a no no taker
What's on your mind

What is the point of being amused
I see the people standing abused
They keep their faces buried in hands
They keep their plates clean
But underneath...

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