Proof of Concept Songtext
von Furry Loser

I wanna write
Just a proof of concept
I wanna draw
Get my special pencil

I feel like I can′t
Make anything
Anything

I wanna be
Like a little starling
I wanna fly
Like a great big eagle

I feel like I must
Make anything

Why don't you give me your best shot?
And why don′t you paint like a Leonardo, dog?
Why aren't you on a record label?
Need to be a scientist to join the work force


Do you wanna, do you wanna, do you wanna be
A Leonardo, Leonardo, Leo Da Vinci
Then go ahead and paint
Go ahead and write
Go ahead and go ahead and make anything
Anything

This isn't serious
This is not my art
This isn′t what I am
This is not myself
This isn′t worthy of
A museum stand
This isn't art at all
This is not my love

I caught myself
Sleeping on the job
I caught myself
On no inspiration

I caught myself
Praying to Monet
Guess I′ll just try again

Try again
Try again
Try again
Try again


Try again
Try again
Try again
Try again