Wouldn't it be cool

If it was our job to, write music for a living

You could come over every afternoon



We could record some songs

And have everyone sing along

Only stopping for dinner

Dinner at Merry Anne's



But I never want to sell out, sell out to you

Sell out to you

No, I never wanna sell out, sell out to you

Sell out to you



We could invite our friends

Over for a jam, we could listen to Jimmy

Some clarity for our lives



I probably would wait outside

Maybe you'll wait some night

We've got no place for tomorrow, except to do this all again



'Cause I never want to sell out, sell out to you

Sell out to you

No, I never wanna sell out, sell out to you

Sell out to you



And maybe then you'd see

Just what you mean to me

You know our lives would be so free, and nothing would get us down