The Devil Wears Flannel

I just realized
I'll never do anything great
Everything I wanna say
Has been said in better ways
When he was twenty five
Orsen wells made citizen Cain
I don't make art all I do is complain, complain, complain

And I'm told that the devil
Lives down in Brooklyn
So I booked a show
To sell my soul to him
Beelzebub was texting with his girlfriend
When I asked him

Mr. satan can you do me a favor
Can you give me a song
That will last forever
I wanna make something beautiful
I want to make something real
Just give me a song with some lasting appeal

He said hey Eric
Don't look so blue
I've helped countless people
Just like you
I've helped the Beatles, Jeff Buckley, Mozart, Maroon 5
Just play this song
And they'll love you
While you're still alive
And in that moment
A song popped into my head
So I picked up my guitar and sang

Maybe maybe maybe Baby
Maybe maybe maybe baby
Do you love me maybe baby
Do you love me maybe baby
Maybe maybe maybe baby
Maybe maybe maybe baby
Do you love me maybe baby
Do you love me maybe baby
Maybe baby
Maybe baby
Maybe baby
Maybe baby

And I don't want to offend The satanist
The devil is a pop genius
Oh but satan is kind of a shitty lyricist
I wanted to sing the human experience
The devil taught me
No one cares about that shit

Everyone just wants a love song about them
Everyone just wants a love song about them
Everyone just wants a love song about them
Everyone just wants a love song about them
Everyone just wants a love song about them
About them, about them, about them