Men Without Hats - Everybody Knows lyrics

Well some people stand and deliver And some people hide in the holes And some get burned when they cross that line, but they don't let go... And some people stand in the middle And some just stand in their way And some get burned when they cross that line, And forget to pay... And everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Some people stand by the money And some people stand by the gold And some get burned when they cross that line, And they won't let go... All I want is the future And all it drinks is the truth But all I know is when I close my eyes, All I see is you... And everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody knows (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody knows (oh, ohs) You've got the moon, the sun, the stars up above You've got the birds in the breeze, a thing called love You've got the moon, the sun, the stars up above You've got the birds in the breeze, a thing called love We've got the moon, and the sun, the stars up above We've got the birds in the breeze, a thing called love You're the one I'm thinking of... Some people do what they want to Some people do what they're told Some get burned when they cross that line, But they won't let go... Some people stand and deliver Some people stand in their way And some don't burn when you cross that line, Well you've got to pay... And everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody knows (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody knows (oh, ohs) We've got the moon, and the sun, and the stars up above We've got the birds in the breeze, and the thing called love The moon, and the sun, and the stars up above We've got the birds in the breeze, a thing called love We've got the moon, and the sun, the stars up above We've got the birds in the breeze, a thing called love We've got the moon, and the sun, the stars up above We've got the birds in the breeze, a thing called love And everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody knows (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody know (oh, ohs) Everybody knows (oh, ohs)