Lyric Second Hand People

See the cracks upon the wall
We do not know the meaning of it all
Ain t no fire to warm my feet
Ain t got a nickel for a bit to ear
We re not workin , we re not slavin
Ain t worth a brain, cause we re not worth savin
Second hand people, tall as a steeple
Softer then treacle, in a pond are we
Second hand people

Ain t no mirror to comb my face
Just keep on going from place to place
Ain t got no lights above my head
Don t even bother to leave my bed
We re not livin ,we re existin
We re not movin ,just resistin
Second hand people, tall as a steeple
Softer then treacle , in a pond are we
Second hand people , tall as a steeple
Softer then treacle ....