John Prine On “Some People”

A few posts ago, Wild Bill provided some lyrics from Randy Newman concerning lying and other unlovely behavior.   I now supplement that post with lyrics by John Prine in his song, “Some People Ain’t Human,” a title that exhibits misanthropy deep enough for Jonathan Swift.   At one point the lyrics make a particular historical reference.

“Some People Ain’t Human”

by John Prine

Some humans ain’t human, some people ain’t kind
You open up their hearts, and here’s what you’ll find
A few frozen pizzas, some ice cubes with hair
A broken popsicle, you don’t wanna go there

Some humans ain’t human, though they walk like we do
They live and they breath, just to turn the old screw
They screw you when your sleepin’, they try to screw you blind
Some humans ain’t human, some people ain’t kind

You might go to church, and sit down in a pew
Those humans who ain’t human, be sitting right next to you
They talk about your family, they talk about your clothes
When they don’t know their own ass, from there own elbows

Jealousy and stupidity, don’t equal harmony
Jealousy and stupidity, don’t equal harmony
uuum-huuum ummm-huuum
uuum-huuum ummm-huuum

Have you ever noticed, when you’re feeling really good
There’s always a pigeon, that’ll come shit on your hood
Or you’re feeling your freedom, and the world’s off your back
Some cowboy from Texas starts his own war in Iraq

Some humans ain’t human, some people ain’t kind
They lie through their teeth, with their head up their behind
You open up their hearts and here’s what you’ll find
Some humans ain’t human, some people ain’t kind

Copyright John Prine

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