Mr. Pessimist - Tears For Fears

Time will swallow your precious time

Like magic create the future

What makes a 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 cynical 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 up, 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!