Real People - Retronic Voice
Composed by:Fehlauer - Rochowski - Pettersson
Some say life's in vain
If no one comes at hand
I don't mind living
On my own in secret land
Shady rumours we must try to
Live each others way
You should hear to the ones
Who don't mind others say every day
They are the real people
They don't care about material things
They don't care if you are rich or
Poor looking good for more
Just the joy it brings
If someone's on high steeple
They don't bother looking out for him
Like diamonds give you no charm
You'll be easily harmed by golden rings
Some say life's a shame
There's so much we could loose
In a way I do believe we're told
That we can't choose
Where's the rhyme living days
Of glamour in your sphere
You should yield to those
Who really don't care it's only fair
They are the real people
They don't care about material things
They don't care if you are
Rich or poor looking good for
More just the joy it brings
If someone's on high steeple
They don't bother looking out for him
Like diamonds give you no charm
You'll be easily harmed by golden ring
Real People - Retronic Voice
Composed by:Fehlauer - Rochowski - Pettersson
Some say life's in vain
If no one comes at hand
I don't mind living
On my own in secret land
Shady rumours we must try to
Live each others way
You should hear to the ones
Who don't mind others say every day
They are the real people
They don't care about material things
They don't care if you are rich or
Poor looking good for more
Just the joy it brings
If someone's on high steeple
They don't bother looking out for him
Like diamonds give you no charm
You'll be easily harmed by golden rings
Some say life's a shame
There's so much we could loose
In a way I do believe we're told
That we can't choose
Where's the rhyme living days
Of glamour in your sphere
You should yield to those
Who really don't care it's only fair
They are the real people
They don't care about material things
They don't care if you are
Rich or poor looking good for
More just the joy it brings
If someone's on high steeple
They don't bother looking out for him
Like diamonds give you no charm
You'll be easily harmed by golden ring