All Hail The Hitmaker

If I Were You I’d Call Me Shirley

All Hail The Hitmaker [2008]

lyrics by: Matt Ricci

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No, it was the other daydream
A pressing time, a look into your mind control
An unfair affection, a growing election
Of liars and well-earned receipts

So please don’t cry about it
Everything’s gonna be all

Wrong, if you stay too long
You’re only second best, just like the
Resting hopes of all those left behind the
Line, between yours and mine
What did you expect to find

Me, by the money tree
In the backseat mentalities of those that be
By being around it, you’re lucky I found it
It shades the whole town for free

So please don’t cry about it
Everything’s gonna be all

Wrong, if you stay too long
You’re only second best, just like the
Resting hopes of all those left behind the
Line, between yours and mine
What did you expect to find?

What did you expect to find?

I know I don’t know everything, but I have been here awhile
And you always look so down to me
Won’t you please give me a

Smile-proof apparatus, sorry if it’s too profound
It’s over now and yet somehow it’s still not alive
Your snow bank calligraphy can break the same monotony
It doesn’t mean that much to me, I’m out on a wire

So please don’t cry about it
Everything’s gonna be all

Wrong, if you stay too long
You’re only second best, just like the
Resting hopes of all those left behind the
Line, between yours and mine
What did you expect to find?