[Intro: Fast, aggressive snare drum roll] [Sudden drop into a heavy, bouncing fuzz-bassline and tight hi-hats] (clears throat loudly) (Alright. Step aside. Let me handle this.) [Verse 1: Staccato guitar chops perfectly on the off-beat] [Vocals: Arrogant, rhythmically exact, sharp articulation, conversational] You left your trash / right / on / the / floor. I left your keys / out / side / the / door. We pick a fight / just / for / the / thrill, I skip the check, you foot the bill! Ev-en the dog / is / leav / ing / the / room, We bring the doom / with / a / sonic / boom! [Pre-Chorus: Guitars slide up the neck, building rapid tension] [Vocals: Theatrical, rising in volume, almost desperate] Smile for the cam-era, keep up the act, Hide all the fic-tion and stick to the fact! [Sudden Beat Stop: Absolute Silence] Hold it... (Did you just sigh at me? Really?) (One, two, three, GO!) [Chorus: Explosive Dance-Punk Energy, full band, crashing cymbals, distorted guitars] [Vocals: Loud, anthemic, slight distortion, very punchy] We are a / train-wreck / wait / ing / to / crash! We trade our blows / for / hard / cold / cash! A heavy-weight bout / with / no / re-feree, A mas-ter-class / in / sheer / lu-na-cy! We don't / back / down! [Theatrical rock yelp] Woooo! [Verse 2: Instruments strip back. Just the driving bassline, drum beat and handclaps] [Vocals: Playful, sarcastic, slightly out of breath] I say it's black, / you / call / it / white. We have to bark, / we / ne-ver / bite. You bought a rug / that / I / just / de-spise, We hit the wall / with / ze-ro / com-pro-mise! [Guitars violently stab on every snare hit] Talk-ing in cir-cles, bit-ing our tongues, Scream-ing so loud that we're punc-tur-ing lungs! [Pre-Chorus: Rapid drum build-up, frantic energy] Wave to the neigh-bors, put on a show, Smile at the peo-ple who don't ev-en know! [Sudden Beat Stop: Absolute Silence] Wait. Who turned the amp down? (Turn it back up!) [Chorus: Maximum Energy, huge wall of sound] [Vocals: Full-throated rock delivery] We are a / train-wreck / wait / ing / to / crash! We trade our blows / for / hard / cold / cash! A heavy-weight bout / with / no / re-feree, A mas-ter-class / in / sheer / lu-na-cy! Yeah, we / don't / back / down! [Bridge: Tempo slightly drops. Dirty, slow, heavy blues-rock riff] [Vocals: Low, whispering, sinister swagger, very close to the mic] You... give... me... a... head-ache. (But I kind of like it.) I... make... your... hands... shake. [Guitars speed up back to normal tempo, frantic scratching] Push-ing the but-tons to see what will break, See-ing how much of this non-sense we take! [Massive Drum Fill] COME ON! [Guitar Solo: Fast, chaotic, fuzzy, angular rock-n-roll solo over driving bass] [Background Vocals: Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!] [Chorus: Final Explosion, all instruments playing at peak intensity] [Vocals: Completely unhinged, ad-libbing over the main melody] We are a / train-wreck / wait / ing / to / crash! (So close to the edge!) We trade our blows / for / hard / cold / cash! A heavy-weight bout / with / no / re-feree, A mas-ter-class / in / sheer / lu-na-cy! [Outro: Fast, tight musical stops] We will / ne-ver / a-gree! [Guitar stab] No, we / ne-ver / a-gree! [Guitar stab] We ab-so-lute-ly / ne-ver / a-gree! [Sudden heavy final chord] [Vocals: Exhausted, dry spoken voice] (My throat hurts. We're done here.) [End]
