I was taught a month ago
To bide my time and take it slow
But then I learned just yesterday
To rush and never waste the day
Well, I'm convinced the whole day long
That all I learn is always wrong
And things are true that I forget
But no one taught that to me yet

I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey

I was taught a month ago
To bide my time and take it slow
But then I learned just yesterday
To rush and never waste the day
Now I'm convinced the whole day long
That all I learn is always wrong
And things are true that I forget
But no one taught that to me yet

I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I, Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I, Mulcahey, hey, hey

I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey
I ought to see the Man Mulcahey

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): TOM MARSHALL, TREY ANASTASIO