Maybe [Acoustic Radio Session][Live]

Maybe I should be a writer

Write a book and feel much brighter

Share my thoughts with the world

Or maybe I could be a film maker

Celluloid, more fun than paper

You never see the screen's corners curl

Aah maybe then I could be a lover

Find a girl and win her over

And tell her that she's the only one

But maybe then a philanderer

I'd sneak around and lie to her

And kid myself that I'm the happy one

I'm not looking over four leaf clover

I'm just waiting for hell to freeze over

Maybe I should take the mike (mic')

Stand up tall like Michael Stipe

And try to solve all the problems of the earth

Or maybe then I should sit back down

Scratch my chin and use my frown

We are still building churches, burning books

Killing the babies to feed the cooks

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

Ooh, "maybe this" and "maybe that"

It may be satin and it may be sack

May be my enemy, may be my friend?

I'd drive myself around the bend

Thanks for your time and ears to lend