People Should Be Friendly

Who knows what could happen
If I went out in the street?
Think of all those nasty, evil
People I could meet
They could punch me with their fists
Or even stamp on me with feet
There's no fucking way
You'll catch me out in the street
Oh, no

People should be friendly
If you're friendly to them
If they're not, it's not your fault
So you may as well try again

Saw a pretty girl that I once knew the other day
If I could read her mind somehow, I know what she would say
He looks like an idiot, I won't be led astray
But I don't care what people think
So I quickly looked away

People should be friendly
If you're friendly to them
If they're not, it's not your fault
So you may as well try again

Okay, what would happen if I saw that girl again?
I say "hi", she says "hi", what the hell do I do then?
What if I said something stupid, what if she spits in my face, Oh
I am afraid, that if I fail
I'll never try again
Oh
No