More of the Same

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