Three Exclamation Points!!!

A raw, sweat-drenched French tough-house missile at 128 BPM, Over-compressed 909 kicks and crunchy Linn-snare claps pump through heavy side-chain, while distorted Moog bass growls beneath razor-edged hi-hats, Saturated Nile-style guitar chops peek through filter-sweeps, but the stars are the vocoded vocals: gritty, smoked-out, borderline metallic, trading sultry hooks with bit-crushed rap bars, Think early Ed Banger/“Homework” Daft Punk colliding with P-Funk in a neon alley—tape-hiss, speaker-rattle, and a “leave nothing pretty” ethos, Strings appear only as warped one-shots, and a talkbox bridge teeters on the edge of feedback before a final white-noise-drenched drop detonates the floor

V4.5-ALL

[(Folk-Rock / Satirical)]

[Verse 1 – Familiar Fear]
I woke up to a headline in a font I didn’t trust
Said the U.N. was comin’ and it was personal this time
Had a blurry photo, red circles drawn in dust
And a comment section screamin’ “Wake up!” nine times

Said the blue helmets are staged in a Walmart lot
Right between the carts and the clearance aisle
I’d laugh if it didn’t feel so hot
But fear’s contagious when it’s wrapped in a smile

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t know who wrote it, but they sounded real sure
And they used three exclamation points, so I know it’s pure

[Chorus – Escalation Begins]
They’re takin’ my freedom one treaty at a time
One handshake, one meeting, one dotted line
I read it on a blog with three exclamation points
If it’s global, it’s gotta be evil, right?

They’re watchin’ my truck, my lawn, my mind
Sustainable this, agenda that, all intertwined
I don’t know who’s runnin’ it, but they sound employed
And I’m terrified… and mildly annoyed

[Verse 2 – Paranoia Piles Up]
First it was the borders, then the weather got weird
Then my thermostat blinked like it knew my name
My neighbor started recycling—man, that’s when I feared
This thing was bigger than I could explain

They got plans for the oceans, plans for the trees
Plans for cities I’ll never see
Non-binding, voluntary, allegedly
But that sounds exactly like step three

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Every link leads to another link
And none of ’em ever stop to think

[Chorus – Bigger, Messier]
They’re takin’ my freedom one treaty at a time
With a working group, a study, and a five-year timeline
I read it on a blog with three exclamation points
So it’s gotta be true—why else be that loud?

They’re trackin’ my carbon, my patience, my soul
Got a plan for the planet but forgot control
I’d fight back harder, but I’m honestly tired
From keepin’ up with every plot I’ve acquired

[Bridge – Logic Collapse / Comic Turn]
Wait—are they socialist? Or fascist too?
Are they weak and useless or omnipotent, who knew?
They can’t pass a motion, can’t agree on lunch
But they’re runnin’ my life with a global punch

They’re everywhere and nowhere, slow and fast
Been takin’ over soon for fifty years and countin’ past

[Verse 3 – Self-Awareness Creeps In]
I tried explainin’ it to my dog last night
He just stared at me like, “Man, you okay?”
I turned off the news, turned down the fright
But the echo stayed loud anyway

Maybe fear likes simple villains best
Big shadows with a single name
Easier than admitin’ the world’s a mess
Without a mastermind to blame

[Final Chorus – Gentle Reveal]
They’re takin’ my freedom one rumor at a time
One screenshot, one panic, one poorly sourced line
I read it on a blog with three exclamation points
Now I’m yellin’ too, just to join the noise

Maybe the real agenda was the friends we lost
Arguin’ about ghosts while payin’ the cost
If the world’s endin’, it won’t be neat or planned
It’ll probably come late, stuck in committee, understaffed

[Outro]
I’m still watchin’ the horizon, I won’t lie
But I’m squintin’ now… not screamin’ “why?”

(…and I’m fact-checkin’ anything
With more than two exclamation points.)

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[(Folk-Rock / Satirical)] [Verse 1 – Familiar Fear] I woke up to a headline in a font I didn’t trust Said the U.N. was comin’ and it was personal this time Had a blurry photo, red circles drawn in dust And a comment section screamin’ “Wake up!” nine times Said the blue helmets are staged in a Walmart lot Right between the carts and the clearance aisle I’d laugh if it didn’t feel so hot But fear’s contagious when it’s wrapped in a smile [Pre-Chorus] I don’t know who wrote it, but they sounded real sure And they used three exclamation points, so I know it’s pure [Chorus – Escalation Begins] They’re takin’ my freedom one treaty at a time One handshake, one meeting, one dotted line I read it on a blog with three exclamation points If it’s global, it’s gotta be evil, right? They’re watchin’ my truck, my lawn, my mind Sustainable this, agenda that, all intertwined I don’t know who’s runnin’ it, but they sound employed And I’m terrified… and mildly annoyed [Verse 2 – Paranoia Piles Up] First it was the borders, then the weather got weird Then my thermostat blinked like it knew my name My neighbor started recycling—man, that’s when I feared This thing was bigger than I could explain They got plans for the oceans, plans for the trees Plans for cities I’ll never see Non-binding, voluntary, allegedly But that sounds exactly like step three [Pre-Chorus 2] Every link leads to another link And none of ’em ever stop to think [Chorus – Bigger, Messier] They’re takin’ my freedom one treaty at a time With a working group, a study, and a five-year timeline I read it on a blog with three exclamation points So it’s gotta be true—why else be that loud? They’re trackin’ my carbon, my patience, my soul Got a plan for the planet but forgot control I’d fight back harder, but I’m honestly tired From keepin’ up with every plot I’ve acquired [Bridge – Logic Collapse / Comic Turn] Wait—are they socialist? Or fascist too? Are they weak and useless or omnipotent, who knew? They can’t pass a motion, can’t agree on lunch But they’re runnin’ my life with a global punch They’re everywhere and nowhere, slow and fast Been takin’ over soon for fifty years and countin’ past [Verse 3 – Self-Awareness Creeps In] I tried explainin’ it to my dog last night He just stared at me like, “Man, you okay?” I turned off the news, turned down the fright But the echo stayed loud anyway Maybe fear likes simple villains best Big shadows with a single name Easier than admitin’ the world’s a mess Without a mastermind to blame [Final Chorus – Gentle Reveal] They’re takin’ my freedom one rumor at a time One screenshot, one panic, one poorly sourced line I read it on a blog with three exclamation points Now I’m yellin’ too, just to join the noise Maybe the real agenda was the friends we lost Arguin’ about ghosts while payin’ the cost If the world’s endin’, it won’t be neat or planned It’ll probably come late, stuck in committee, understaffed [Outro] I’m still watchin’ the horizon, I won’t lie But I’m squintin’ now… not screamin’ “why?” (…and I’m fact-checkin’ anything With more than two exclamation points.)

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