The Devil Wears Flannel - Dollar Signs

I’ve just realized, I’ll never do anything great

Everything I wanna say has been said in better ways

When he was 25, Orson Welles made Citizen Kane

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 favour?

Can you give me a song that will last forever

I wanna make something beautiful, I wanna 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 I sang

Maybe baby, maybe baby

Maybe baby, maybe baby

Do you love me?

Maybe baby

Do you love me?

Maybe baby

Maybe baby, maybe baby

Maybe baby, 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 Satanists

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