Meantime Lyrics - Hazel O'connor

Here comes my friend, Michael 

Grin written over his face 

Walking with a kind of a swagger 

Walking with a sort of a grace 

He talks the talk 

He tried to walk the walk 

He makes you laugh 

He makes you mad, really mad 

He'll lick you with an acid tongue 

Make you feel he's right when you know that he's wrong 

He says life is a bitch and then you die and then you die 

But in the meantime, maybe in the meantime 

We keep on smiling 

In the meantime, maybe in the meantime 

Like Michael says, it's Mardi Gras 

I don't think that life's like that 

Choice of word is bad 

Maybe it's a kind of a lesson 

Maybe it's a sort of a map 

We talk the talk 

We try to walk the walk 

It makes you laugh 

And makes you feel like you've been had 

And maybe we'll live many lives 

Keep coming back till we realize it's in our hands 

We choose to do wrong or do right 

But in the meantime, maybe in the meantime 

We keep on smiling 

In the meantime, maybe in the meantime 

Like Michael says, it's Mardi Gras 

When the sun comes up 

And the sun goes down in the meantime 

And the world keeps turning 

And we're living and we're learning in the meantime 

And I think of you 

And I'm wondering what you're doing in the meantime 

Do you think of me 

And what there could have been in the meantime? Yeah 

Here comes my friend, Michael 

Grin written over his face 

Walking with a kind of a swagger 

Walking with a sort of a grace 

He'll lick you with an acid tongue 

Make you feel he's right when you know that he's wrong 

He makes you laugh, he makes you mad, really mad 

But in the meantime, maybe in the meantime 

We keep on smiling 

In the meantime, well, maybe in the meantime 

Like Michael says it's Mardi Gras 

Well, maybe in the meantime 

We keep on smiling 

In the meantime, well, maybe in the meantime 

Like Michael says, it's Mardi Gras