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Albums:

You Baby: Words and Music by P.F. Sloan & Steve Barri (Hutchinson, Hutch) · P.F. Sloan [EP] (P.F. Sloan) · P.F. Sloan/The Grass Roots (P.F. Sloan) · Everyone's in Everyone (Patrick Park) · Everyone Likes A Good Rusty Trombone (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Good Good Good! (Edmundo Ros) · Everyone Is Here [Bonus DVD] (Finn Brothers) · Everything to Everyone [CD & DVD] (Barenaked Ladies) · When Everyone Wore Hats: Songs of the Heart (Daniel Amos (DA)) · Jazz for Everyone (Ronnie Brown) – and 90 other albums »


Sloan
Eating in the lunchroom all alone
They called her strange, but I could see
She was just different like me
So I asked her over
And she blew me off
It
ass bitch in Dead Presidents
Add on, the billboard sloan
Check it now, you get the gold dick award
It's like jail, and it's the sixth floor
Test me,
I´ve been cheated by everyone
I´ve been cheatin´ myself
I´ve been cheated by everyone
And everyone´s been cheated by me

I´ve been cheated by
Sitting here in my locked up living room. 
Trying to find a good TV-show to consume. 
But as I lay my pride aside the fury rises inside. 
And I can't hide
everyone of us 
By and by 

It's in everyone of us 
To be wise 
Find your heart 
Open up both your eyes 
We can all know everything 
Without ever
Well he lit you up
Like amber waves in his movie show
He fixed you up real good
Till I don't know you anymore
From ballet class to a lap dance
Hey there girl
Summer girl
Suicidal
Beautiful

I can see
Death in me
Death in you
Love is good

Shine on me
Shine on everyone
Black is
like a magnet
The way that crazy always sticks with its own kind
I don't believe in ESP, but you can read my mind

Good people know
Good people know
Good
O.K.

Good morning, good morning
Good morning, a

People running 'round
It's five o'clock
Everywhere in town
It's getting dark

Everyone you
mind?
Afican boy ya know I'm big in Mozambique
Hello, my friend, yes it's me

Hello, my friend
Hello, my friend
Yes it's me
4 by 3, 3 by 3
Buy one
grow
It simply begs the question, where did the future go?

Over there in Iraq there's a big oil well
Everyone's in shock overought by the smell
at a stool by the bar 
The girl with green eyes in the Rolling Stones shirt 
Doesn't look like she works on the land 
The man at the end, he's a very good
at a stool by the bar 
The girl with green eyes in the Rolling Stones shirt 
Doesn't look like she works on the land 
The man at the end, he's a very good
a gift more than good in a season renewed
Everyone knows it but you

Yeah you're tipping the balance as life slips away 
A curious talent to sparkle
I believe that in the end time will head what's nagging me

I'm a natural sinner, born a sinner's son
Evil's been my motto, distrust everyone
I'm
of us
By and by 
It's in everyone of us
To be wise,
Find your heart
Open up both your eyes,
We can all know everything 
Without ever knowing why,
at a stool by the bar 
The girl with green eyes in the Rolling Stones shirt 
Doesn't look like she works on the land 
The man at the end, he's a very good
And I will always stand by you 

Now there's no need to dance alone 
In these arms you found your home 

Ooh, whoa oh oh, give a good heart 
Take my
But the man
Is still alive
Oh, oh, oh
It’s good to be king

Standing together again
Everyone is starting to sway
I wanna hit all the clubs
to say but it's okay
Good morning, good morning

Going to work don't want to go feeling low down
Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town
good,
Hittin switches while I'm throwin up the hood.
I never play the radio,
I buy underground from the mom-n-pappa sto'.
I cruise late night by
How beautiful are the hands and feet of those
Bringing the good news to all the world
How beautiful the sound of all Your people in love
With
to say but it's OK
Good morning, good morning

Going to work don't want to go feeling low down
Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town
Everyone’s looking
For something to hold
Some kind of savior
They need to be told
To hold on
Hold on

You can run
You can hide
But nothing good ever
is the fire
That burns the hurt
That pains the soul
And though my eyes are so polluted
By the sight of lost desires
Good to have you in these