She was a Philadelphia Filter Queen 
She thinks she's so obscure 
She wasn't really part of the hipster scene 
She was Olympia Gold 
Light and sweet 

She was a floorboard particle beam suppressor 
She was the archetype of her Pez dispenser 
Her predecessor 
And with a trigger-friendly tongue 
She walks the ready 

Brilliant ideas 
Is that what you want? 

Brilliant ideas 

She stacked her scaffolds while 
She sought the scale 
She had a velvet spine 
She does a good job of under thinking 
When she's over written 
Line after line 

There is an authored silence 
In a glass half measured 
She played the rests 
While her wrists were moving 
She's onomonophonic 
And she's not pretending 
And she's not pretending 
And she's not pretending 

It was a fraudulent popup bible 
That held up her kitchen table 
Rusty, orange, cellar door hinge 

Brilliant ideas 
Is that what you want? 
And she's not pretending