Sloan

(P. Pentland/Sloan)

First off
Here's what you do to me
You get rough
Attack my self-esteem
It's not much
But it's the best I've got
And I thought you saw
The good in everyone

Ooh, the good in everyone
You see the good in everyone
You see the good in everyone

I close my eyes
I can't give it up
I close my mind
I can't get enough
I'm in no shape
I gotta turn it off
Just let it play
The Good In Everyone

Ooh, the good in everyone
You see the good in everyone
You see the good in everyone
You see the good in everyone
Ooh, the good in everyone

(C. Murphy/Sloan)

There are those who live their life
As if there is no other
So they burn their bridges but they couldn't
Care any less

Comes a time that catches up
They pay no matter, pack their bags
And take off to another place to start
From scratch
They never get attached

Growing up was wall-to-wall excitement
But I don't recall another who could
Understand at all
And I didn't try to find what I just had to fall
Fall out

It's alright, I've had it up to here with everyone
And so I'll say
That there's nothing left to make me want to stay

There are those who live their life
Afraid of consequences
So they learn to sit on fences
And they can't step on toes
My heart goes out to those
They're right under my nose

Growing up was pretty dull
I often times exaggerate
The ones I hate that I
Could never save
And I realize of course
That there will come a day
That I will say

That there's nothing left to make me want to stay
But I can never go away
That there's nothing left to make me want to stay
And I will never go away
And there's nothing left to make me want to stay

(C. Murphy/Sloan)

I'm writing "young and gifted"
In my autobiography
I figured, who would know
Better than me

I'm certainly the former
But I'm not so much the latter
But no one's gonna read it
So I'm sure it doesn't matter

When you find that you're the former
Take pride in how you form
And when you find that you're the ladder
Don't let those people walk under you

I'm writing "sharp and adult"
With my finger on the steam
On the mirror in my bathroom
While I'm applying shaving cream

Which would suggest that I'm the foamer
But how can I be the lather
And something tells me
It's the opposite I'd rather

When you find that you're the foamer
Be careful what you foam
When you find that you're the lather
Don't shave too high, you'll regret it later
La la la la

I've stayed in school this long
But still no one will tell me why
They figured who would know
Better than I

I know I'm a conformer
But I'm sure it doesn't matter
My new friends are all adults
And my old friends all have scattered

When you find you're a conformer
Take pride and swallow whole
But if you're trying to climb the ladder
Don't let people walk over you
Because that's just what they'll do
Don't let people walk over you
Because that's just what they'll do

(J. Ferguson/Sloan)

You touched my hand
I'm not a fan
You held a dance in your basement
The mirror ball
The horse's stall
There was no arrangement
You're so thin
Where've you been
I never got the chance to tell you
Yes or no
I let it go too long
Alright
Ooooh...

Out and about with the Junior Panthers
And now I'm riding on the back
Looking over your shoulder
So you'll know I'm there
I forgot to signal right
Now I'm running the red light

What about your sister, I often miss her
But I see her more than you
Now I see you
I don't see you at all
In the mirror ball
Ooooh...

(C. Murphy/Sloan)

These songs are all about you
And I'm tellin' everyone I'm doin' fine without you
I hurt you but I helped you
You may think I've a lot of nerve
But I deserve some credit
Or at least an edit
Take out the part that breaks my heart
And makes me sound uncaring
If you eliminate the swearing
Then I could show my mother
That you can go from one chord to another

G will turn to D
You'll turn to me
And you'll say
You have done me wrong
I wrote these songs about it

She's aware it's all been done before
It's another song in this key
Yeah but this one's about me
That all the validity she needs
Her criticism's brutal
But I don't really mind
Yeah, she's put it out on vinyl
But it's pretty hard to find, but you'll hear

G will turn to D
You'll turn to me
And you'll say
You have done me wrong
I wrote these songs about it

I wish I'd never taught her how to play
I knew she'd get me I should have known
Now her hands are on the fretboard
In an unfamiliar way
And it's tellin' me
She's aware it's all been done before
It's another song in this key
Yeah but this one's about me
I may not wanna hear the words to

G when put with D
But if you take what you're shown
Learn on your own
Then everything you do
Belongs to you
But know that you are on your own

On your own

(A. Scott/Sloan)

Where is my camera
This picture denies all my ties
To this side of the road
And maybe in Florida
I'd hold up myself for the keys
To the cramp in your style

I raise my glass to the cut and dry
To the amplified
I raise my glass to the B-side

I, I live through everything
'Cause I'm overdressed
Yeah overdressed when I'm put to a test

If news
Of every inch of you, were sold by Friday
In my way, I'd spread your wealth
And drink up to your health

I raise my glass to the cut and dry
To the amplified
I raise my glass to the B-side

(P. Pentland/Sloan)

Do your time, to pay the price
For every thing you've done wrong, baby
In your life, you get so high
There's nowhere left to go but down
Don't believe that no one cares
'Cause we're here waiting for you, baby
Do your time
And then come home for good

So don't hide yourself away
Let it shine, let it shine
Don't hide yourself away
Let it shine

If you ever feel in doubt
You have a place in my heart, baby
If I ever feel left out
I know I've got a place in yours
Don't believe that I wouldn't dare
To go and take you right back, baby
Do your time
And then come home for good

So don't hide yourself away
Let it shine, let it shine
Don't hide yourself away
Let it shine, let it shine
Don't hide yourself away
Let it shine, let it shine
Don't hide yourself away

Do your time, to pay the price
For every thing you've done wrong, baby
In your life, you get so high
There's nowhere left to go but down
Don't believe that no one cares
'Cause we're here waiting for you, baby
Do your time, and then come home for good

(C. Murphy/Sloan)

Things can happen if we stay...

I missed my chance
But I think I'm gonna get another
Assume a stance
That'll take you this long to recover

Everyone has played a part
We're all together now
Everyone who's played a part
Should stand and take a bow
Anyone who's anyone
Should be here today

Let's lose this crowd
Anyone who's anyone's invited
We were all loud
Maybe on our own but as united
We're insular
Wherein cooler
Things can happen if we stay

Everyone has played a part
We're all together now
Everyone who's played a part
Should stand and take a bow
Anyone who's anyone
Should be here today

Anyone who's anyone
Should be here today

(J. Ferguson/Sloan)

Said you'd found a way to end it peacefully
I remember finding shoes near the lake under a tree
And I'm sittin' on the shore
I thought I saw your charm float by
It doesn't matter now
'Cause all you wanted to do was die

If only you'd stuck around
I never would have made a sound
But now you're on the ocean floor
And I've opened a brand new door
Brand new door

Swimming out to sea
Trying to find something else
While I'm skipping stones
And I'm listening to the shells
And I won't forget you
If someone else comes along

I found the words you wrote
But I would not dare to quote
My friends, the lines you amend
Like "What's so bad about dying anyway"

Swimming out to sea
Trying to find something else
While I'm skipping stones
And I'm listening to the shells
And I won't forget you
If someone else comes along
You'll always come to mind
Whenever I hear that song

The one about photographs
Sung by Ringo Starr
Especially in the chorus part
You always said, "Now don't you start"

Don't you start, yeah yeah
Don't you start
Don't you start

# (C. Murphy/Sloan)

You played those notes a year ago
But nobody ever seems to mind
You're so sweet

Upon request from her dad
She takes a seat centre stage
And starts to play

And when she's done we take our roles as assigned
A few kids whined
But everyone behaved

So take the bench, little girl
And sing your little heart out
The fact the notes are right
Doesn't mean she has any feeling

This year yields something new
A reason for the downcast eyes
The buttoned lip

The irony that rings so true
Is in the corner holding hands
That played the keys

That bored the kids and the adults alike
But made the teenagers laugh
At pure precociousness

So take the bench, little girl
And sing your little heart out
Take note, the facts are right
But she hasn't any feeling
And we'll be appealing

Upon request from her mom
She takes a seat centre stage
And starts to cry

Take the bench, little girl
And sing your little heart out
Take the bench, little girl

(P. Pentland/Sloan)

Turn around
You can't face up to me
I stand my ground
I'm just what I seem to be
Why in the world
Would you give me a second look
Except I'm up here
And you're down there
But you'll never know what it took
You don't care what it took

The look in your eyes
As I turned on the light
The look in your eyes
A look of surprise

Sneakin' around
In this one trick town
And you can't face up to me
I know your crowd
And they're not that proud
At least not from what I've seen
Flies in the ink leave
Footprints across the sea
Trace them back to where it all gets had
You find the cuts never run too deep
The cuts never run too deep

How many times have I tried
Just to get away from you
And you reel me back
How many times have I lied
That there's nothing that I can do
No, no

And how many times have I tried
Just to get away from you
And you reel me back
How many times have I lied
That there's nothing that I can do

I stand my ground
I'm just what I seem to be
You'd run me down
For so long, for so long
The weight that I carry
Knowing what they've done to us
How many names does it take to lay blame
On the people you always should trust
The people you always should trust

The look in your eyes
As I turned on the light
The look in your eyes
The look of surprise

How many times have I tried
Just to get away from you
And you reel me back
How many times have I lied
That there's nothing that I can do
No, no

And how many times have I tried
Just to get away from you
And you reel me back
How many times have I lied
That there's nothing that I can do

'Cause I can't face up to you

(A. Scott/Sloan)

Can't you see the black strap
It holds me up, for the last lap
I know I said I had a good time
But now I'm sprawled across the finish line

I'm pickin' up the straws
And now I'm wonderin' how I did because
The situation's heavy
And the competition's thin
Now I've got to wake up
So I can get back on my feet again

Could you spare some common sense
It's a brave gamble, so just give it up
Now you know about those people in the sky
Well they're the same folks that held me up

I'm sortin' out my flaws
Because I'm runnin' last place
And the look on my face says
This record's disappearing
And my system's on the mend
But I'll never know who wins
Until I make it to the end

Take care of what you preach, right
'Cause no one cares about your mike fright
But when the pen is to paper, I never stop to think
That I should stop thinkin' about you that way

The signing of this mock simulation
Plots a course towards some clarification
It's a keenly realized fabrication
Comin' from your radio station

But I'll be running 400 metres again

(P. Pentland/Sloan)

Drank it all to the last taste
I woke up with a fresh face
Another date in the U.K.
And everybody surrounds us
Living high on the tour bus
It's not that bad
The best we've had

I ate Italian in Germany
I spent my money on magazines
Tried to talk to me and my friends
But the phone wouldn't reach her
I burned down to the filter
Another day to wait
She should see my face

Are you gonna tell me soon
What the hell I'm supposed to do
To make it feel alright

I've got more to say than you
But I'm not sure what that proves
Steppin' 'round the same old flame
It's not my fault I'm not to blame
Dancing 'round the same old flame
Ahh...

Had some trouble when I went south
You had to come down and bail me out
And that's the damgage between us
When the storm blew me out of town
And when my feet finally hit the ground
I was miles away with no one around

Are you gonna tell me soon
What the hell I'm supposed to do
To make it feel alright

I've got more to say than you
But I'm not sure what that proves
Steppin' 'round the same old flame
It's not my fault I'm not to blame
Dancing 'round the same old flame
Ahh...

It's a major cause of damage between us
It's a major cause of
Damage between us
Damage between us
Damage between us
Damage between us

Cigarettes that burn too fast
But the same old flame justs lasts
I've got more to say to you
But I'm afraid to follow through
Are you gonna tell me soon
What the hell I'm supposed to do
To make it feel alright

# (C. Murphy/Sloan)

I've got to meet my friends
You go ahead I said I'd wait here
I thought I was supposed to meet them
Guess I was mistaken

This is a waste of time
They made it clear that they're not coming
I'm glad I didn't hold my breath
I'm already so blue

I couldn't take a hint
And it smacked me in the face

Stood up
In my time
It helps to put me
In my place

Given they won't show
Then what should be my recourse
Should I draw a line
Do you suppose they'd come and meet me

Even if they did
It's not for certain I would know them
Keep in mind I've yet to meet them
All I know it's you

I couldn't take a hint
And it smacked me in the face

La la la la...

Stood up
Stood up
Stood up
Stood up - woo!

Stood up
Recognize
I have yet to
Find my place

I have yet to
Find my place
I have yet to
Find my place, yup

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