Jazzercise

Have you tried jazzercising your nerves away?

Spandex, Lycra, every single day

Polymer-amorous, second layer of skin

Lay there touching it, exalted

Spread your fingers and wiggle them

Did you know

Without the ego

There is no narrative?

Just being here or having been

That makes up for a nobody songwriter

With nothing to say

May as well jazzercise the nerves away

Instead of walking down life's lonely highway

Paraphrasing myself or that guy, Lou Reed

Or both

May as well keep a flesh vase healthy

(May as well jazzercise your life away)

Rather just stay fit and focused, you know?

(May as well jazzercise your life away)

More dancer-y, less balladry (May as well jazzercise your life away)

No fuckery, no more (May as well jazzercise your life away)

May as well, may as well (May as well jazzercise your life away)

You may as well, may as well (May as well jazzercise your life away)

To reach into your bag of tricks

And realize you're an old dog

(May as well jazzercise your life away)

Maybe take up a hobby (May as well jazzercise my life away)

That rejuvenates your bod (May as well jazzercise your life away)

I think I'm gonna jazzercise my life away

I think I'm gonna jazzercise my life away

I think I'm gonna jazzercise my life away

Or make stupid songs from now on

I make stupid songs from now on

I wanna have fun, I wanna have fun

I wanna be fun

I want some fun