Lyrics

[Spoken] Hello, my name is ShoEboX And this band you're listening to is called "Worm Quartet" As I'm recording these words I'm genuinely less than 4 hours away from my 45th birthday I'm entirely too nerdy to have any interest in sport's cars I don't seem to need a hairpiece yet And I'm happily in a monogamous relationship with a woman who knows how to wield an arc-welder So having a mistress is right out Given that none of these standard cliches work for me I've been forced to come up with my own mid-life crisis And you get to help! Don't call it a comeback Cuz that'd imply I'd had success before And now I'm back for more That's not the case here If anything my new stuff is comparatively lame At best it's more of the same I rocked my groove until it turned into a rut Won't make you raise the roof or bang your head or shake your butt But if you've been a fan of me since way back in the day You're probably too old for that nonsense anyway Straight outta concepts I'm treading water in the fodder Where I already swam when my career wasn't dammed But now it's stagnant I wanna try some Diff'rent Strokes But my muse is half-dead and writing Webster instead And though I still encounter things that make me pissed A Twitter post's enough to drop the wit and give the gist To make a song ya gotta write more words and make 'em rhyme And honestly that sounds like too much work and too much time Not breaking new ground I'm just digging and I'm digging in my comfortable hole Like an OCD mole Yeah, and it's deep too! And it's gettin' so I can't even see my way out And soon you won't hear me shout But as long as you still wanna hear my noises As long as I can rock out for the nerdy girls and boyses And if you wanna hear about my job my kid my wife Then welcome to my crisis cuz I'm midway through my life