Travis Morrison - Pay for the Piano lyrics

People my people -- the cat in the steeple -- And everyone here I need your ear so be cool for a few I feel a funny emotion, a negative notion A tear in the air, an unseen stare, if I'm wrong then I'm wrong What I say? Senors and senoras -- they cannot ignore us -- We know that they know the score, it's there at the core --always been And we could give it up all nice, or put it on cold ice While that could suffice I give these dreams up in hell -- ring a bell -- What I say? Somebody's got to pay for the piano Somebody's got to make sure we honor everyone I know if we can forfeit all our sorrow, it may as well be us People my people, supreme to my equal Say not a word I know you're tired so am I, I could cry You know you knew it would be hard to play such a bad card Lower your guard to unseen harm 'cos you're scarred, I can see And the people that need you say the couldn't read you You plant 'em a seed they claim they loved all the weeds So you flee -- what I say? So people my people -- the cat in the steeple -- And everyone here I know your fear like a friend -- I contend -- Commandos commandettes, it wasn't a sure bet But nothing good was and what should or could be does what it can It's a quiet and sad choice you hear in your own voice I know what I'd like and I can't say anymore: Je t'adore So break it down...