Lyrics:
And everybody has to die
And everybody needs protection
I pray I don't pass me by
'Cause everybody needs an angel
And everybody needs a smile
And everybody has
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
it's too late to save
Everybody wants to step on me
Confused with life who am I supposed to be
Feeling suppressed by all the pests
And nobody sees what
it's too late to save
Everybody wants to step on me
Confused with life who am I supposed to be
Feeling suppressed by all the pests
And nobody sees what
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Let's go
Bounce to the beat, people hands up
Everybody in the place stand up
And jump it, shake
In the shadows of darkness, I see light everywhere.
To each his own.
Everybody's got their own opinions.
Oh, well, everybody's wrong.
I've been
Everybody get up
Everybody get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey (ah)
Hey, hey, hey (woo)
Turn me up
If you can't hear, what I'm tryna say
Sunday AFTERNOON
(Written by Bobby Brown, Derek "DOA" Allen, and Kenny Finnel)
Yeah, on the re-make ????? Sunday afternoon, yo
DOA, bring it to me,
(Cancel all your plans)
All your friends have landed
(Take me by the hands)
Everybody's dancing
(Give yourself a chance)
All night long
(I know you wanna)
I don't need you boo
I don't need nobody else
I can do damage by myself
Walk in the room
Everybody like damn
She can do damage by herself
I
Everybody's talkin' my baby down
And all my friends doubt him
Tell me I should live without him
Everybody's talkin' my baby down
He's not like the others
Yeah, clap your hands
We're having a party,
dancing to the music
played by the D.J.
on the radio
Cokes are in the icebox,
popcorn's on the table
Me
Everybody's got money probs
But who knows how to solve 'em
Sell ya soul or ya body, but
Everybody wanna hold 'em, tight
If money had a special
break my soul
You won't break my soul
You won't break my soul
I'm tellin' everybody
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
Now, I just fell in love, and I
Everybody's telling me
Drop my new songs
It's gone start working, working for me uh huh
Everybody's telling me
Drop my new songs
But it ain't been
stop me eh
Im a moving train eh
Im sent by God to tell una eh
Everybody just thanks eh
Everybody juts flex eh
what
Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up
It goes one by one even two by two
Everybody on the floor let me show you how we do
Lets go dip it low
Everybody’s a dreamer and everybody’s a star
And everybody’s in movies
It doesn’t matter who you are
There are stars in every city
In every house
before
And everybody's got a shine on
Walkin' down Dayglow Vista Rd.
And everybody's got a high on
Down by the old path ghost
You look so sweet, so
you've been hurt before
And you're afraid to try love once more
Without love by your side, you're only half alive (Do do do)
Cause everybody needs
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody
Surrounded by these crabs I'ma call it how I see
Jealousy's a motherfucker I can't understand the hate
I don't even trust a soul because everybody fake
Niggas
Everybody knows the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
.jpg/220px-Everybody_else_is_doing_it_so_why_can't_we_(album_cover).jpg "Everybody Else")
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