Prelude to Predicament Lyrics

Prelude to predicament not a bad place to be

It's before the problems the fix can come easily

Foresight so far ahead it's now before-sight

Forward focusing failing the present as a slight

Might be better follow your outline to the letter

Getting them "going got gone"s from the go getter

Prelude to predicament not a bad game to play

It's before the rule set that the real rules are made

It's the tool set that makes a shovel called a spade

Compare my arms to fresh boiled linguine pâté

Still rubbery, I blindly take the flank yelling cover me

Belay the tofutti but keep it vegan and buttery

Prelude to predicament not a bad tone to tune

Grew tired of the warmth so exhale a steam plume

Grew tired of the snark so I went to the park after dark

It wasn't so bright

We both knew you were right

Prelude to predicament not a bad seed to sow

It's not the lack of loss that will help us grow

There's a watch in my wordle and I'm feeling pissed

Crank the de-esser hard and it'll sound like a lisp

Prelude to predicament not a bad song to sing

It's the conclusive closed mind when presented anything

It's hopeful to be groom with his grandmothers ring

It's the bumble bee butt raise before the sting

Prelude to predicament not a bad noun to verb

It's the optimistic nihilist submitting to the absurd

Reflect so far back, it's now be-hindsight

Retroactively dim the line of sight nightlight

It wasn't so bright

We both knew you were right