Lyrics The Devil Wears Flannel - Dollar Signs

The Devil Wears Flannel

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