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