They are dumb, misunderstoodnWe'd eat our young if they tasted goodnWe'd both trade places if we couldnnThey have their callsnWe have our phonesnWe live in malls, they build their homesnBoth full of blood, both full of bonesnnConcrete kingdoms, cut down treesnStinging, ringing, swarms of beesnBrings the people to their kneesnnWe show love when we kissnThey make love in the wildernessnBut still it's people that don't impressnnNow there's one thing I'll say to younPeople are animals, toonNow there's one thing I know as suchnWell, people don't impress me muchnnConcrete kingdoms, cut down treesnStinging, ringing, swarms of beesnBrings the people to their kneesnnWe show love when we kissnThey make love in the wildernessnBut still it's people that don't impressnnNow there's one thing I'll say to younPeople are animals, toonNow there's one thing I know as suchnWell, people don't impress me muchnnPeople, (people), people, (people), peoplenDon't impress me muchnPeople, (people), people, (people), peoplenDon't impress me muchnPeople, (people), people, (people), peoplenDon't impress me muchnPeople, (people), people, (people), peoplennNow there's one thing I'll say to younPeople are animals, toonNow there's one thing I know as suchnPeople, people, peoplenDon't impress me much