The Day David Bowie Died Pt. 1 lyrics

I can write a ukelele song
I can use just three chords
I can write a high school love song
I can impress those stupid choir nerds

I can write a Regina Spektor circlej*rk
I can make all of these songs sound like sh*t
And if I wanted to take the time to work on them
I might be able to make them sound a little bit better

Scientific references
Formulas, equations
Arbitrary sh*t no one will take the time to Google

All these words
Sentence fragments
Half-assed, half-past
Five in the afternoon
I work in thirty minutes
I work in thirty minutes
I have work in thirty minutes