Maybe

[Verse 1] Maybe I should be a writer Write a book and feel much brighter And share my thoughts with the world Or maybe then, I could be a filmmaker Celluloid is more fun than paper You never see the screen's corners curl Or maybe then, I could be a lover Find a girl and win her over And tell her that she's the only one But, yeah, maybe then, a philanderer I'd sneak around and lie to her And kid myself that I'm the happy one [Chorus] I'm not looking over four-leaf clovers I'm just waiting for Hell to freeze over, yeah, over [Verse 2] Maybe I should take the mic Stand up tall like Michael Stipe And try to solve the problems of the earth Or maybe then, I should sit back down Scratch my chin and use my frown And try to figure out exactly what I'm worth We're still building churches, burning books Killing the babies to feed the crooks Who said the world would turn out fair? So I guess I'll dig myself a hole Ask the devil if he wants my soul And do something real like cut my hair [Chorus] I'm not looking over four-leaf clovers I'm just waiting for Hell to freeze over, yeah, over Yeah, woo [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] Oh, maybe this or maybe that It may be satin, it may be sack It won't really matter much in the end May be my enemy, may be my friend I'd drive myself around the bend Thanks for your time and ears to lend [Chorus] I'm not looking over four-leaf clovers I'm just waiting for Hell to freeze over No, no, I'm not looking over four-leaf clovers I'm just waiting for Hell to freeze over, yeah, over