Hey Mister, Mister Man
Sure things are getting out of hand
There are no more rooms
Left to fill the gloom
Caring is an heirloom
We can't afford to lose
Calm down
Calm down
Mister Man
No more pointing fingers
Calm down
Oh calm down
Hey Madam, Madamoiselle
Don't mean to sound like a sudden greyhound
Not saying I'm a saint
But the world has gone insane
Excuse is a luxury
We can't buy everyday
Calm down
Calm down
Madamoiselle
There's a place for anger
Not here
So calm down