Folk-metaphysics

milo English

Verse 1

I should not sit on this couch and watch NetflixI should take pouty mouth pics for my press kitI should defy the rules of logicI should invent some quirky new merchandise productI just want to rap good and not sell breadsticksI will not become a martyr for the deadbeatsI will shave my beard off by the end of this weekI will go out and learn to socialize and figure out why all my ex-girlfriends hate meI'm going to put this big brain to good useI'm going to write rap songs to find objective truthsI'm going to be better than my fatherI'm going to upload well edited pictures to FlickrI'm going to eat a lot more Fig Newtons and sign petitions by women's rights movements

Hook

I don't make promises I can't keepWhich is why I won't make promises everAnd when I write letters to those ex-girlfriendsThat's going to be the headerI don't make promises I can't keepWhich is why I won't make promises everAnd when I write letters to those ex-girlfriendsThat's going to be the header

Verse 2

I wish I'd met you on Legends of the Hidden TempleI wish Hegel wasn't so incomprehensibleI wish I was more like the ÜbermenschI wish my fears didn't have such a putrid stenchI think my muscles should be biggerI don't know much about Being and NothingnessBut I might just be a being of nothingnessI heard there's going to be a rap parade

Bridge

Come on try a littleNothing is foreverIt's got to be something better than in the middleMe & Cinderella, put it all togetherWe can drive it home(With one headlight)

Verse 3

We were driving and I yelled "Padiddle"You started crying so I cried a littleI'm almost positive if I made better mix CDsI would bother less with relationship complexitiesYou know, sometimes I stutterSometimes I forget to put on cocoa butterSometimes I wish I was better at song writingSometimes I feel like the master of thong wiringIn the future I will neuter my ambitionsI will give in to anxietiesI will observe superstitionsI will be Indiana Jones in small claims courtI will regret in high school that I never played sportsIn the future I will be passive aggressiveIn the future I will vote for the wrong guyIn the future I will be swayed by a strong bribeAnd a very firm handshake and I will invite dinner guests over for ham steakI will be gone before the rise of the oceansI will become a squiggle in the string of quotients

Hook

Bridge

Come on try a littleNothing is foreverThere's got to be something better than in the middleMe & Cinderella, put it all togetherWe can drive it home(With one headlight)

Outro

We can drive it with weak contrivanceWe can drive it with weak contrivanceWe can drive it with weak contrivanceWe can drive it with weak contrivanceWe can drive it with weak contrivanceWe can drive it with weak contrivanceWe can drive it with weak contrivance

What the song means

The song explores self-awareness about personal shortcomings and broken promises. The narrator acknowledges he won't keep his resolutions, won't maintain relationships, and will eventually become mediocre. It's a darkly comedic reflection on ambition, failure, and the human tendency to disappoint ourselves and others through weakness and compromise.

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pouty mouth pics — pouting selfies

Self-promotional photos for publicity purposes.