I'm gonna try to keep it simple.
might laugh at the rhythm
and the rhyme and the reason.
If there's a method to your madness,
then won't you let us know?
Tell us we're not counting alone.
Cos there's not enough fish
and there's too many people
But maybe the biggest problem
Well there's too many people
too many people who are scared
But people like making people
and now there's people everywhere
I need a licence to go fishing,
I need a licence to drive
if I want to become a dad
And all my natural instincts
But another kid's not really
what the world needs at the moment
Cause there's so many people here
and there's not enough food
Let alone the oil and the war
and the lack of a personal freedom
There's too many people who are angry,
too many people who are scared
But people like making people
and now there's people every
But people will always have sex,
no one's ever going to stop
and problems with modern contraception
Yet people just want to live,
So we use machines and medicines
to prolong people's lives
But there's so many people here,
and we keep on multiplying
Maybe the biggest problem
Well there's too many people
Too many people who are scared
An d people like making people
And now there's people everywhere
