P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
Why do I deny all that's accepted true?
Why can't I live my life like I'm expected to?
Get a college degree, buy a color TV
What's exactly the matter with me?
I believe no one's conclusions, I think for myself
I take nothin' for granted, my brain ain't on a shelf
Oh, I've got my views though I may sound confused
What's exactly the matter with me?
Why can't I settle down in one little place?
Find me a girl and get out of this race?
But my boots they start itchin', my eyes they start lookin'
What's exactly the matter with me?
Why can't I march when the cause is just?
Stamp out oppression, greed and lust?
Oh, inferiority, pent-up hostility
That's exactly the matter with me
Why do I "yes" people that I despise?
Why can't I say "I hate you" right to your eyes?
Oh, inferiority, pent-up hostility
That's exactly the matter with me
That's exactly the matter with me
What Exactly’s the Matter with Me was written by P.F. Sloan.
What Exactly’s the Matter with Me was produced by Steve Barri.