Providence Help The Poor People

God knows what is hiding in that weak and drunken heart
 I guess you kissed the girls and made them cry
 those Hardfaced Queens of misadventure
 God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken eyes
 a Fiery throng of muted angels
 Giving love and getting nothing back
 People help the people
 And if your homesick, give me your hand and i'll hold it
 People help the people
 And nothing will drag you down
 Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain
 i'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
 That turned, all those good hearts away
 God knows what is hiding, in that world of little consequence
 Behind the tears, inside the lies
 A thousand slowly dying sunsets
 God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts
 I guess the loneliness came knocking
 No on needs to be alone, oh save me
 People help the people
 And if your homesick, give me your hand and i'll hold it
 People help the people
 Nothing will drag you down
 Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain
 I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
 That turned, all those good hearts away
 People help the people
 And if your homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it
 People help the people
 Nothing will drag you down
 Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain
 I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
 That turned, all those good hearts