[Intro – chanted / shouted rhythmically] Peel the truth! Peel the skin! Banana! Banana! Where do we begin? Marching in circles, television grin, They sell us sin with a plastic violin! [Verse 1] Tick-tock your freedom’s on a timer, Popcorn prophets, preaching through a wire. Dancing monkeys in a velvet suit, Biting gold coins like forbidden fruit! (Whispered) Shhh… the system sleeps, Dreaming of receipts and digital sheep. [Pre-Chorus – melodic and tense] They say “obey,” I say “olé!” The circus burns while clowns pray. [Chorus – manic chant] HEY! Spin the globe! HEY! Nobody knows! HEY! Where the borders close! HEY! In the Banana Republic of Noise! [Bridge – surreal spoken word] “Do you hear the rhythm?” “It’s the sound of the market collapsing in 7/8 time.” “And the minister plays kazoo while the children chant for Wi-Fi!” [Screamed Section – chaotic energy] FEED ME STATIC! BLEED ME AUTOMATIC! HYPNOTIC! CYBER-PRAGMATIC! DANCE, DANCE, DEMOCRATIC! [Final Chorus – full chaos] HEY! Spin the globe! HEY! Nobody knows! HEY! Where the sanity goes! HEY! In the Banana Republic of Noise! [Outro – slowed, haunting melody] Banana… banana… Obscenity in harmony… Noise… noise… noise…
