| Song | People of America |
| Artist | It Bites |
| Album | Eat Me in St. Louis |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : It Bites | |
| There's too many holes in my pocket | |
| There's too many joys around | |
| Bottomless pits lie snarling all around | |
| I don't care if you're a man or a woman | |
| We all know where the power lies, it's in the | |
| Bottomless pits of thunder behind blue skies | |
| They sing it from New York to Paris from Peking to Rome | |
| Hold me I'm out on my own | |
| They sing it together they sing it alone | |
| America, America, people of America, People of | |
| America, America, America | |
| The news says we shouldn't be loving | |
| There's too many babies in town | |
| Bottomless pits lie sentance to the crowds | |
| I may seem like I got it together | |
| But I know that I'm destined to die a prisoner of the | |
| Bottomless pits that smile at me with blue eyes | |
| They sing it from New York to Paris from Peking to Rome | |
| Hold me I'm out on my own | |
| They sing it together they sing it alone | |
| America, America, people of America, People of | |
| America, America, America | |
| People always shout at the government man | |
| It's the same wherever I go | |
| But the feeling is on that nothing is wrong | |
| With the people of America | |
| America, America, people of America, People of | |
| America, America, America |
| zuo ci : It Bites | |
| There' s too many holes in my pocket | |
| There' s too many joys around | |
| Bottomless pits lie snarling all around | |
| I don' t care if you' re a man or a woman | |
| We all know where the power lies, it' s in the | |
| Bottomless pits of thunder behind blue skies | |
| They sing it from New York to Paris from Peking to Rome | |
| Hold me I' m out on my own | |
| They sing it together they sing it alone | |
| America, America, people of America, People of | |
| America, America, America | |
| The news says we shouldn' t be loving | |
| There' s too many babies in town | |
| Bottomless pits lie sentance to the crowds | |
| I may seem like I got it together | |
| But I know that I' m destined to die a prisoner of the | |
| Bottomless pits that smile at me with blue eyes | |
| They sing it from New York to Paris from Peking to Rome | |
| Hold me I' m out on my own | |
| They sing it together they sing it alone | |
| America, America, people of America, People of | |
| America, America, America | |
| People always shout at the government man | |
| It' s the same wherever I go | |
| But the feeling is on that nothing is wrong | |
| With the people of America | |
| America, America, people of America, People of | |
| America, America, America |
| zuò cí : It Bites | |
| There' s too many holes in my pocket | |
| There' s too many joys around | |
| Bottomless pits lie snarling all around | |
| I don' t care if you' re a man or a woman | |
| We all know where the power lies, it' s in the | |
| Bottomless pits of thunder behind blue skies | |
| They sing it from New York to Paris from Peking to Rome | |
| Hold me I' m out on my own | |
| They sing it together they sing it alone | |
| America, America, people of America, People of | |
| America, America, America | |
| The news says we shouldn' t be loving | |
| There' s too many babies in town | |
| Bottomless pits lie sentance to the crowds | |
| I may seem like I got it together | |
| But I know that I' m destined to die a prisoner of the | |
| Bottomless pits that smile at me with blue eyes | |
| They sing it from New York to Paris from Peking to Rome | |
| Hold me I' m out on my own | |
| They sing it together they sing it alone | |
| America, America, people of America, People of | |
| America, America, America | |
| People always shout at the government man | |
| It' s the same wherever I go | |
| But the feeling is on that nothing is wrong | |
| With the people of America | |
| America, America, people of America, People of | |
| America, America, America |