Everybody knows Stepping out, everyone can see my face All the things I can't erase from my life Standing out so you won't forget my name That's the way we play this game of life Tell me now, if you came sneaking up behind Would you know me and see

False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey) False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) She loves everybody Can't you tell by the signs? She gets off all the time It's a dark philosophy And it haunts her constantly She's a false alarm Bathroom stalls for the powder nose

I pray for everybody But you can pray for them Pray for everybody Look around, look around, look around, look around Pray for everybody, tell me exactly what you're seeing I'm seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges

I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple, but now that it's done How wonderful life is, now you're in the world It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside

He gets up real early on his mornin' drive Down to the office for his nine to five He drives a '94, two-tone, economy car He loves to tell the local bands down at the bar that he's the critic Yeah, I can hook you up, I know everybody, in the business He

I'm the one they call the seventh son I'm the one, yes, I'm the one I'm the one, I'm the one, Well now everybody cryin' 'bout the seventh son But in the whole round world there is only one, and Well I can tell your future before it comes to pass And I

I hope you don't mind And you can tell everybody This is your song Now that it's done That I put down in words How wonderful life is It's a little bit funny This feeling inside I'm not one of those who can

Walk on, yeah, yeah Take a look around And tell me what you can see I guess that all depends on Exactly what you want it to be Don't know all the answers Everybody's running away, hey If you want to win the game Then you know it's a shame not to play

It's still rock and roll to me Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing? "Can't you tell that your tie's too wide?" Maybe I should buy some old tab collars? "Welcome

I pay no mind, to what they think If I don’t tell a soul then, who else shouldn’t mind? And may be gone, my love, to the grave But I got a secret (Got a secret) I’ll never tell, no one can see I count the days, you’ve been asleep Everybody’s got a secret