Intro: verse 1 People are bad, people are mean. They take what they can, you know what I mean? Strange as it seems, I live by the dream. That under that hood, people are good. Harmonica solo verse 2 People are bad, with hearts made of wood. With eyes on the price, they tell you but lies. Strange as it seems, I live by the dream. That under that hood, people are good. Strange as it seems, I live by the dream. That under that hood, people, people are good. Outro