Woke up choking on the scent of stale coffee
Screen glared like a blind man’s moon
Fingers twitchin’ like a gambler's last dime
Blurtin' out words for the cyber saloon
I get paid to blog on Blurt
My thoughts spill like whiskey dirt
Typing truths that no one heard
I get paid to blog on Blurt
Boss man’s a shadow don’t got no face
Pay me in pennies but I’ll take the disgrace
Dreamin’ of a mansion with a neon sky
But here I sit with a blog and a sigh
Scrollin’ scrollin’
Words are trollin’
I get paid to blog on Blurt
My fingers ache my mind’s alert
Sellin' my soul for digital spurt
I get paid to blog on Blurt
Jazz riffs fall from the keys like rain
The trumpet moans like a ghost in pain
I see my reflection in the monitor’s glow
Ain’t a face that I recognize no more