If I tell you something
You need to know,
I gotta back it up,
I gotta let it show.
Oh.
We can be so loud.
We can write a song
That makes us all proud.
But without love,
It's just a sound.

Everybody show what we know
And let that good stuff flow.
Everybody show what we know
And let that good stuff flow.

I could speak with tongues of angels,
Apologetics in a slick rhetoric,
Oh,
Either way, without love
My words are dead.
We have love,
We have forgiveness,
We have grace without a limit
So if it has been revealed to us,
Should it not then be contagious?

Everybody show what we know
And let that good stuff flow.
Everybody show what we know
And let that good stuff...

(One two three four five six.
One two three four five six.
Hup hup. Hup)
We got the rhythm,
We got the rhyme.
Print up a t-shirt.
Throw them a line.
We got the rhythm,
We got the rhyme.
Print up a t-shirt.
Throw them a line.

But without love, we are nothin',
But without love, we are nothin',
But without love, we are nothin',
But without love, we are nothing more than

Everybody show what we know
And let that good stuff flow.
Everybody show what we know
And let that good stuff flow.

(And let love love flow.)
Everybody show what we know
(Show what we know.)
And let that good stuff flow.
(And let love flow.)
Everybody show what we know
(Show what we know.)
And let that good stuff flow.

By Peter Furler, Phil Joel