Hippie woke one morning shortly after 9/11 and the complete song was in his head.
Lyrics
Lots of talkin about people talkin about
people rockin the whole world down.
Maniac people are comming for me.
Maniac people are coming for you to. -chours-
Maniac people givin me the blues.
I hope they all get the screw you flu.
All was stations and mind frustrations
Postal warriors need a long vacation.
-chorus-
Come on people now smile one your brothers.
Can't we all just get along you Mothers.
-chorus-
