Mr. Maybe

(album: Rolling On The Floor, Laughing Ourselves To Sleep - 2008)

I don't even know why I bother with the cinema
I never feel amused, I always end up fine
I cannot park my car in the busy bars at town
I always get caught out and end up feeling down

Maybe the man is right, even though he's senile as can be
And during the night, he climbs into the future
Ooh, ah...

He can see the tarnoes falling down on us
He embraces death when we ride the bus
I can see a bastard in a cowboy hat
He wants us all to prove that we can't play things back

And maybe the man is right, even though he's senile as can be
During the night, he climbs into the future
Ooh, ah...

I usually do it in the front of my house, oh yeah
But I think I'd like some more of your wife in my faux bed
I don't even know why I fight all these authorities

Maybe the mayor is right, I'll take my tax and build something nice
Build what you like, you're the ones in charge of the future
And I put my trust in you to get things right
Ah...