Yeah, girls

Dark synth-pop meets folk noir, Male baritone lead vocal in Nick Cave style, Haunting female harmonies in chorus and vocalizes, Slow tempo, acoustic guitar, violin, dramatic atmosphere

[Intro]  
[Instrumental: ambient synth pads, soft acoustic guitar, gentle violin]

[Verse 1]  
Like a Dalí clock face, cheese clings stubborn to warm toast,  
A yellow piss-stain sun seeps through the cheap satin briefs of winter’s coast.  
A bitter cure for mornings filled with shadowed ghosts,  
Pinocchio brings the Blue Fairy her hangover’s final dose.

[Chorus]  
Yeah, girls, oh yeah — youth won’t always stay,  
Not everyone finds their lucky break along the way.  
And there’s not enough angel wings for all to play.  
[Female vocal harmonies: airy “ooh”s and “ahh”s under male lead]

[Instrumental Break]  
[Instrumental: soft synth pads, gentle acoustic guitar]  
[Female vocalize: airy “ooh”s and “ahh”s]

[Verse 2]  
A porcelain head stuffed with god knows what, nothing gets through,  
A cornucopia of rubbish, scraps and petty goo.  
This nonsense spills from her mind onto paper, unsealed by wax anew,  
It’s all delightful — for now — no punches for a poem or two.

[Instrumental Break]  
[Instrumental: violin solo with sparse synth background]  
[Female vocalize: subtle “mmm” harmonies, low volume]

[Verse 3]  
A grey-eyed doll girl reeking of last night’s booze,  
In lace stockings and cheap frills she stares at the world, detached and used.  
Cold as earthenware, she thinks: the meaning’s in words,  
Yet on life’s express named Life, she’s just a transit passenger.

[Chorus - Repeat - Outro]  
Yeah, girls, oh yeah — youth won’t always stay,  
Not everyone finds their lucky break along the way.  
And there’s not enough angel wings for all to play.  
[Female vocal harmonies: long fading “ahhh” with reverb]

[Outro]  
[Instrumental: slow fade with synth pads and soft guitar]

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[Intro] [Instrumental: ambient synth pads, soft acoustic guitar, gentle violin] [Verse 1] Like a Dalí clock face, cheese clings stubborn to warm toast, A yellow piss-stain sun seeps through the cheap satin briefs of winter’s coast. A bitter cure for mornings filled with shadowed ghosts, Pinocchio brings the Blue Fairy her hangover’s final dose. [Chorus] Yeah, girls, oh yeah — youth won’t always stay, Not everyone finds their lucky break along the way. And there’s not enough angel wings for all to play. [Female vocal harmonies: airy “ooh”s and “ahh”s under male lead] [Instrumental Break] [Instrumental: soft synth pads, gentle acoustic guitar] [Female vocalize: airy “ooh”s and “ahh”s] [Verse 2] A porcelain head stuffed with god knows what, nothing gets through, A cornucopia of rubbish, scraps and petty goo. This nonsense spills from her mind onto paper, unsealed by wax anew, It’s all delightful — for now — no punches for a poem or two. [Chorus] Yeah, girls, oh yeah — youth won’t always stay, Not everyone finds their lucky break along the way. And there’s not enough angel wings for all to play. [Female vocal harmonies: airy “ooh”s and “ahh”s under male lead] [Instrumental Break] [Instrumental: violin solo with sparse synth background] [Female vocalize: subtle “mmm” harmonies, low volume] [Verse 3] A grey-eyed doll girl reeking of last night’s booze, In lace stockings and cheap frills she stares at the world, detached and used. Cold as earthenware, she thinks: the meaning’s in words, Yet on life’s express named Life, she’s just a transit passenger. [Chorus] Yeah, girls, oh yeah — youth won’t always stay, Not everyone finds their lucky break along the way. And there’s not enough angel wings for all to play. [Female vocal harmonies: airy “ooh”s and “ahh”s under male lead] [Chorus - Repeat - Outro] Yeah, girls, oh yeah — youth won’t always stay, Not everyone finds their lucky break along the way. And there’s not enough angel wings for all to play. [Female vocal harmonies: long fading “ahhh” with reverb] [Outro] [Instrumental: slow fade with synth pads and soft guitar]

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