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, mademoiselle 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 Mademoiselle There's a place for anger Not here So calm down