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