People Being People

The night is cold and dark The full moon lights the sky The people of the night Slowly passing by The hookers, pimps and junkies Are the one's most in the mix The hookers seeking customers The pimps seeking the money While the junkies, they want a fix The people of the night Come out after dark Hanging in the streets Doing deeds in the park In the day time these streets are busy With the working class folks When they go home at night They drink and take their tokes They really aren't different From the people of the night The working class wears a different face When they come out in the morning light Oh, they'd like you to believe their different From their counter parts at night The only difference between the two The working class do their deeds out of sight Safe within their homes So that they can claim to be The fine upstanding citizens With addictions they think no one can see 10-29-18