Please Oh Please And you cried and you cried There’s something shaky about this whole enterprise You know we’ve heard it all before Every generation or so Someone new comes along To tell us what we’ve been doing wrong But it’s getting hard to take them seriously Because it’s always a different theory It’s always a different theory
But you cried
Please stop Please stop doing metaphysics Please oh please stop We can’t stop doing metaphysics We can’t stop, we can’t stop, we can’t stop Doing metaphysics
You can try with all your might But F. H. Bradley had it right It’s something you can try to disown But you’ve a metaphysic all your own
So tell me, what’s the nature of the defect Of the metaphysical project? Is it semantic? epistemological? I suppose a Heideggerian would say its onto-theological
To science are we insufficiently deferential? Was our point of view too ahistorical? Are our debates shallow, no more than merely verbal? So many worries But they’re all so blurry