All the little people are walkin' down the street.
All the little people and they don't know how to meet.
All the little people and their heads are looking down.
All the little people walking on their little ground.

Everytime I run around I end up where I'm comin' from.
And everytime I turn around I don't know what it is I've done.
Everytime I run around I end up where I'm comin' from.

Everyone is walkin' and they don't know who they are.
Everybody talkin' but they don't know what they are.
Everybody lookin' down but no one wants to make a sound.
'Cause everyone is lookin' round but doesn't want to tear it down.

Everytime I run around I end up where I'm comin' from.
And everytime I turn around I don't know what it is I've done.

All the little people and they walkin' kind of funny.
All the little people and they don't they got no money.
Everytime I run around I end up where I'm comin' from.
And everytime I turn around I don't know what it is I've done.
Lalala.

All the little voices and the people do not hear.
All the little people here and all the little people there.
And all the little people to never to be seen.
Look at all the people and they losing all their dreams.