Lyrics:

I met a friend at the underground
He was waitin' for a train that never came 'round
There's one to take you out, one to bring you home
I've been waitin' so long I don't know which one I'm on
Give me your tired folk yearnin' to breathe
Your huddled masses longin' for freedom
People, people come first
People, people come first
People, people come first
People, people come first
My friend walked out and never came back
He said there's too much goin' on, I just don't understand
I can do what I need, or I can do what I like
But I'm tired of every turn and twist of this life
Give me your tired folk yearnin' to breathe
Your huddled masses longin' for freedom
People, people come first
People, people come first
People, people come first
People, people come first
He's tryna run when he can't walk
He's tryna sing when he can't talk
He's tryna write (write) when he can't see
'Cause he's so scared of what this world might be
People
People
People
People
People, people come first
People, people come first
People, people come first
People, people come first
People, people come first
People, people come first
People, people come first
People, people come first