Postmodern Blues

The gunfire won't stop But one day my words will Fingers tap the windowsill Silence has a rhythm fill War is eternal Poetry is temporary The urgency of that truth Makes this album necessary I find all music an existential exercise I find all knowing Can become blender sized To make a sound about Is the will to power An inherent lack of talent Makes my notes sour But if you can find it If you can muster the doubt Find a flaw in the structure Put the whole idea out But if you can find it If you can muster the doubt Find a flaw in the structure Put the whole idea out Just one tiny crack And the whole song's toast Be wary of the description of the whole Be wary of the comprehensive theory Postmodernist blues Postmodern blues A universe growing Or turning more empty A matter of perspective A view to treat gently Eternally concerned but Safety is temporary Uncertainty is whether The cat was Tom or Jerry I rap more fluently When it's foggy outside Blender mind philosophers Can never be surprised Stopped the beat in a panic Unable to un-pause this Songs titled nonsense Cause I lack confidence But if you can find it If you can muster the doubt Find a flaw in the structure Put the whole idea out But if you can find it If you can muster the doubt Find a flaw in the structure Put the whole idea out Just one tiny crack And the whole song's toast Be wary of the description of the whole Be wary of the comprehensive theory Postmodernist blues Postmodern blues