Maybe

[gnome]

MAYBE SONG
by Anar Azimov

1
Maybe I’ve died so long ago
I’ve got no idea of how it was.
Maybe I'm a frog in the wettest bog
waiting for the appearance of something dry.
Maybe I've swallowed up a lot of illusions
a lot of ill users of my life.
Maybe I don't know - why not to stop –
to make all of my friends shy.

CHORUS:
Quit your rock and roll,
Mary was a doll
Adam was just dust,
The Maiden is in rust.
Bury me in hell
Welcome to my cell
Say “33”
And find an apple tree

2
Abe was black and snored when Othello strangled
his beautiful wife in bed.
Lord Isaac’s wig was high and thick,
And sciatica kissed his butts.
Grammar rules are so accidental and hang up just as often
As Windows does,
But pop-music’s a genius product of a Former God's
spiritual guts.

CHORUS:

Quit your rock and roll,
Mary was a doll
Adam was just dust,
The Maiden is in rust.
Bury me in hell
Welcome to my cell
Say “33”
And find an apple tree

3
Nothing but nothing comes from your nothing,
Earl's two grey eyes were the bastards of life.
Nobody is purple in studio silence
No one was passed by the double “O”.
Deeper and deeper
Diving in heaven,
Playing your games and shooting your pets
Ride your own zebra carry on with Georges
Be aware of the truly kidnapped by UFO.


CHORUS:
Quit your rock and roll,
Mary was a doll
Adam was just dust,
The Maiden is in rust.
Bury me in hell
Welcome to my cell
Say “33”
And find an apple tree