Testo: K'naan. Troubadour. People Like Me.

Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down

And open doors to hurtin' People Like Me

People Like Me, People Like Me

People Like Me, People Like Me


Is it fair to say that I am stressing out?

I'm stationed in Iraq and they won't let me out

My homeys said I was stupid for even joining

My counselor said that my decision was disappointing


How she had good slate for good state colleges

And with my good grades it wouldn't have been a problem

But they don't understand just the power of significance

More than brilliance and certainly more than dividends


And if you ask me now, would I repeat it?

Would I fight in a war I don't believe in?

Well, the answer is if not me where the cancer is

They been doing this before Jesus of Nazareth


And after all this time it is still deadly hazardous

And Bush isn't really being all that inaccurate

When he says, we're winning the war 'cause it's staggering

But thats 'cause we're killing everybody that we see


And most of us soldiers we can barely fall asleep

And time and time again I'm feeling incompetent

'Cause my women back home, we're constantly arguing

And I must be crazy 'cause all I'm obsessing with is


Her MySpace and face book and who's commenting

I swear to God if she's cheatin' I'm doin' her ass in

I can tell with one look and it came to me

Sounding something like a song hook, sayin'


Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down

And open doors to hurtin' People Like Me

People Like Me, People Like Me

People Like Me, People Like Me


Meet Sarah, the proud mother of young Sebastian

Suburban professional went to college in Ashton

In self pity she suddenly cried

Would my life be important if I suddenly died?


Neighbors saying what a nice women she was

Keeping mostly to herself ever since the divorce

And with the company down sizin' and the fall and all

She really shouldn't take it that personal at all


It wasn't her boss who had his eyes on her thighs

And got a rise from her risin' off the desk though

And despite rememberin' sayin' no plenty of times

It was still a damn surprise being let go


And now stuck with a mortgage she can't afford

And too educated to blame the corporate world

She got on welfare and hated it, case work a power trippin'

And generally being degraded


If nothing else she was treated sick

And ineffective which is the worst thing

That she'd been left with


Damn, no magic from David Blane

No painter to pain this pain

No Morgan Freeman to narrate the shame


So she took refuge and prayer

Kinda like findin' God in the phone book

And it came to her

Sounding something like a song hook, sayin'


Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down

And open doors to hurtin' People Like Me

People Like Me, People Like Me

People Like Me, People Like Me


I guess, I told you about myself to a degree

Just by telling you about People Like Me

But People Like Me they speak politely

They don't start no beef or piece of white meat


Everybody gotta eat but everybody doesn't

Which is why I want to tell you about my favorite cousin

He and I grew up where the sun shines

And we both partook with the gun crimes


And we both liked American rap rhymes

Even though we didn't understand one line

If you remember my line of notes in my last album

I talked about a close call with a grenade


I think we both must have been about seventh grade

But don't panic we both survived without damage

But we developed a bond like we survived the Titanic

So when the country became frantic


My mother tried to get us out, planned it

To the last detail except the plan got derailed

'Cause there wasn't enough money for the plane tickets

How bitter when my mother had to chose who to take with her


So my cousin got left in the war and that's just hard to recall

But now I take refuge and prayer

Kinda like finding God in the phone book it came to me

Sounding something like a song hook, sayin'


Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down

And open doors to hurtin' People Like Me

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