People Of The Earth - Graham Coxon

People of the earth your world is crap

You ain’t even on the universe map

People of the earth you do not rock

You are nothing but a fluffy frock

People of the earth you have failed

You still worship The Sun and The Daily Mail

People of the earth, are you hearing me?

I’m dropping you a line from the cosmic city

There’s nothing on the telly and the radio’s shite

So I’m gonna blow you off with my meteorite, yeah, alright

People of the earth you are not cool

You eat hamburgers and go to school

People of the earth you are bland

You ain’t even got a decent band

People of the earth you have no clue

You still wear kagools and tennis shoes

People of the earth, are you hearing me?

I’m dropping you a line from the cosmic city

There’s nothing on the telly and the radio’s shite

So I’m gonna blow you off with my meteorite

Yeah, alright, yeah, alright

People of the earth, people of the earth

People of the earth, people of the earth

People of the earth, people of the earth

People of the earth, people of the earth

People of the earth, people of the earth

People of the earth, people of the earth

People of the earth, people of the earth

People of the earth, people of the earth

People of the earth, are you hearing me?

I’m dropping you a line from the cosmic city

There’s nothing on the telly and the radio’s shite

So I’m gonna blow you off with my meteorite, yeah

People of the earth, are you hearing me?

I’m dropping you a line from the cosmic city

There’s nothing on the telly and the radio’s shite

So I’m gonna blow you off with my meteorite, oh yeah, alright