P.F. Sloan - The Association

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

Don’t sing this song

I have been seekin' P.F.

Sloan

But no one knows where he has gone

No one ever heard the song

That good old boy set wingin'

Now, you might sigh and you might moan

And you might sweat about the skin and bone

You just smiled and read the Rolling Stone

While he continued singin'

Yeah, now listen to him singin'

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

No, people, don’t you sing this song

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

It belongs to P.F.

Sloan

Oh, oh from now on

(My old friend, Trigger, up and died

Now, they got him stuffed and dried

Well, they’ve tanned his hide and crucified

Got him starin' glassy-eyed

Out through the portal door)

Nixon’s come and bound to stay

He’s taken all of my sins away

(I heard it on the news today

But it set my ears to ringin')

Can’t you hear the people singin'?

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

No, people, don’t you sing this song

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

It belongs to P.F.

Sloan

Oh, oh from now, from now on

Last time I saw P.F.

Sloan

He was summer burned and winter blown

He turned the corner all alone

But he continued singin'

Yeah now, listen to him singin'

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

No, people, don’t you sing this song

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

It belongs to P.F.

Sloan

Oh, oh, oh from now, from now on

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

No, people, don’t you sing this song

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

It belongs to P.F.

Sloan

Oh, oh, oh from now, from now on

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na, na

Don’t sing this song

No, people, don’t you sing this song

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

It belongs to P.F.

Sloan

Oh, oh, oh from now, from now on

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

No, people, don’t you sing this song

Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na

Don’t sing this song

It belongs to P.F.

Sloan

Oh, oh, oh from now