Some walkin the walk Some talk Some makin the crack Some wait for the outcome Some caught up in thought Some balk Some grabbin' the horns of the bull to get it on Some born with a silver spoon Some stalk through a buildin' doom Some caught up in the rut Some willin' to do Anything to get up Out the fields of gloom Some lay up feelin stuck Some feelin renewed Some are gluttonous Some of 'em don't have food Some are down to do Whatever they got to do Some say they're gunna do it But they never do move Some lost in the sauce Some lost in the groove Some are overachievers Some need to improve Some are really believers Some believe in doom Some believe in happiness Some believe in gloom Some are butterflies Some are trapped in a cocoon Some of the people Some of the time [x8] Some judging the rest Sometimes Some go thru the grind You see we all get tested Some killin in the name of religion Some willin to stand on the front line For the children Some are all about self and selfish Some are selfless Some will the helpless Some herd the wealth And some find wealth within their self Some die to live And some are livin with a death wish Sometimes some change and they give their best ¬ Sometimes some change for the worse I guess we all got a story Some are books and some are pamphlets Some are scared and unprepared And some are savages Some are cold and some are hotter Than summer madness Some will win, and some will lose And some will pass the illusion Some are still But inside they're dancing Intoxicatingly engulfed in all the vastness... Some of the people Some of the time [x8]
Some walkin the walk Some talk Some makin the crack Some wait for the outcome Some caught up in thought Some balk Some grabbin' the horns of the bull to get it on Some born with a silver spoon Some stalk through a buildin' doom Some caught up in the rut Some willin' to do Anything to get up Out the fields of gloom Some lay up feelin stuck Some feelin renewed Some are gluttonous Some of 'em don't have food Some are down to do Whatever they got to do Some say they're gunna do it But they never do move Some lost in the sauce Some lost in the groove Some are overachievers Some need to improve Some are really believers Some believe in doom Some believe in happiness Some believe in gloom Some are butterflies Some are trapped in a cocoon Some of the people Some of the time [x8] Some judging the rest Sometimes Some go thru the grind You see we all get tested Some killin in the name of religion Some willin to stand on the front line For the children Some are all about self and selfish Some are selfless Some will the helpless Some herd the wealth And some find wealth within their self Some die to live And some are livin with a death wish Sometimes some change and they give their best ¬ Sometimes some change for the worse I guess we all got a story Some are books and some are pamphlets Some are scared and unprepared And some are savages Some are cold and some are hotter Than summer madness Some will win, and some will lose And some will pass the illusion Some are still But inside they're dancing Intoxicatingly engulfed in all the vastness... Some of the people Some of the time [x8]
