Mr. Pessimist

Time will swallow Your precious time Like magic create the future What makes man so fickle? Who put the daggers in those eyes? Was it to learn Through dark days of struggle? Was it to burn To burst all our bubbles? Thunder and rain Well the cynicle flame will it heat, stick and blister? Thunder and rain Evangelistic brother Should be banging a tambourine Go wash your hands and fingers Till your mind is clean Was it your fate To sleep like a normal? Time and decay No man is immortal Thunder and rain Boredom and pain lit the cynical flame Will it heat stick and blister? Thunder and rain Still try to resist the pessimist The pessimist no no And these things I find In the back of my mind Where time lasts forever I get all mixed Think I'm all mankind Listen Mr Pessimister With your Catholic taste Oh listen Mr Pessimister Pessimister We do not relate Listen Mr Pessimister, Pessimister, Pessimister Mr Pessimister