God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts Guess he kissed the girls and made them cry, those hard-faced queens of misadventure God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken eyes Fiery throngs of muted angels, giving love but getting nothing back home People, help the people And if you're homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it People, help the people Nothing will drag you down Oh, and if I had a brain I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool that turned all those good hearts away God knows what is hiding in this world of little consequence Behind the tears, inside the lies of thousands slowly dying sunset God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts Guess the loneliness came knocking, no one needs to be alone Oh, singing People, help the people And if you're homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it People, help the people Nothing will drag you down Oh, and if I had a brain Oh, and if I had a brain I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool that turned all those good hearts away Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na People, help the people And if you're homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it People, help the people Nothing will drag you down Oh, and if I had a brain Oh, and if I had a brain I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool that turned all those good hearts away