Music and Math …
Coffee’s cold
Deadline gone
Typing like a raccoon
That found the “on”
Got my slippers on the table
And my cat on the keys
Every weird thought I’m thinking
Turns to digital fees
[Chorus]
I get paid to ramble, baby
Turn my brain into a stream
Blurt.blog blues and a BASE chain dream
Click that post, I’m grinning lazy
Art, film, photos in the glow
Blurt and coin in my tip jar flow
[Verse 2]
Took a selfie of my breakfast
Called it “abstract carb couture”
Shot a ten‑second hallway movie
Called it “late‑capitalist door”
Dropped a doodle of a potato
With a cape and a crown
Woke up to shiny little numbers
Saying, “King, write it down”
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Ether in my inbox
Bits in my hat
Blurt in my pocket
I can groove with that
[spoken, mock-serious]
“Sir, what do you do?”
[back to singing]
I just laugh and say
I shout into the ether, son
And the ether likes to pay
[Verse 3]
Got a slideshow of my laundry
Called it “textile memory lane”
Zoomed‑in grainy parking ticket
Named it “modern civic pain”
Friends ask, “Is this a living?”
I say, “Man, it’s a vibe”
If joy had a paycheck punch card
This is how I’d clock my time
[Chorus]
[Outro]
[growled baritone with big vibrato]
So raise that mug, that glass, that cup
Post it upside down, close‑up
If life’s a joke, hit “share,” not “save”
Laugh all the way to the blockchain, babe
[horns hit]
I get paid to live my days
One weird upload at a time

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