Reverse Klezmer

[Intro] Reverse klezmer is broke, let the bassline smoke Echo on the decks, yeah, we bend that note Two boards lit, see the faders all glow From the desert to the sky, feel the whole earth blow Double kicks hit when the red lights rise Metal in the monitors, fire in the eyes Crowd pack tight where the railings bend When the downbeat drops, let the pit descend [Verse 1] Kick drum stompin’ like boots in the sand Blast-beat thunder with a riffing metal band Laser lights cuttin’ through the heat in the stands While the fretboard screams under sweating hands Metal strings growl while the subs go deep Palm-muted chugs make the floorboards creep Half an orchestra about to shake you out your sleep Cellos ride low while the toms all leap Clarinet twistin’ on a Middle Eastern line Guitars harmonize in a mirrored design But we flipped that scale, now it’s double-time grind Techno in the kick with a metal-core mind Echo’s Klezmer in a mirror made of chrome Snare cracks hard like a steel-framed dome Ancient little ghost in a brand-new home Circle pit spin while the strobes all foam Hi-hats rattle like a snake in the dust China cymbals crash with a razor-cut thrust Crowd so loud that the rails might bust Wall of sound builds ‘til the amps combust Two DJs talk with their hands in the air One cuts breaks while the other shreds glare Four decks burnin’ while they tag-team there Drop a half-time riff then we double that snare [Pre-Chorus] I hear the old world call in the reverb haze Tiny little echo in the synth we raise Ride the kick drum hard through the feedback blaze Let the hi-gain roar through the fog-machine maze We broke that pattern, let the new beat bloom Crash-ride washing like a storm in the room Spinnin’ out the past in a smoke-filled room With a down-picked chant and a sub-bass boom [Chorus] Reverse klezmer is broke, but the groove still sings Breakdown chugs under neon rings We turned the clarinet cry into iron strings Pinch-harmonic squeals on the downbeat swings From the alleys and the taverns to the mainstage glow We let the old song flip in a technicolor show Double-time spit while the crash cymbals snow Blast of white light when the kick drums blow Reverse klezmer is broke, see the crowd ignite Metal riffs and strings in the desert night Stacked guitar walls in the UV light Circle pits turning under starfield bright Echo’s Klezmer on the floor where the shadows grow Thrash-tinged grooves in a four-by-four flow Turn the history around, let the bass drum blow Let the downstroke run and the tempo go [Verse 2] Echo on the mic with a vinyl heart Double-time bars like a machine-gun start Splice those roots, tear ’em all apart Drop ‘em in a riff with a palm-mute dart Drop ’em on a grid with a 4/4 spine Kick-snare lock with a tom-run line Let the drum roll crash like a warning sign Ride-bell ping in the strobe-lit shrine Clarinet bends like a question mark But the guitars answer with a biting bark Violins shimmer in the ultraviolet dark While the hi-gain hum draws a feedback arc Brass fanfares over sub-bass thunder Snare flam cracks like the world split under Half-orchestra pulling the sky asunder While the double kicks shake every seat as they thunder We used to dance to a crooked tune On cobblestone streets under crooked moons Now it’s LED halos and a festival sea And a headbanger row where the pit runs free But the soul of that melody is still in me Threaded through the riff in a minor key Every tremolo line, every chant we scream Holds a shadow of the old world dream [Pre-Chorus] I hear the old world call in the reverb haze Tiny little echo in the synth we raise Ride the kick drum hard through the feedback blaze Let the hi-gain roar through the fog-machine maze We broke that pattern, let the new beat bloom Crash-ride washing like a storm in the room Spinnin’ out the past in a smoke-filled room With a down-picked chant and a sub-bass boom [Chorus] Reverse klezmer is broke, but the groove still sings Breakdown chugs under neon rings We turned the clarinet cry into iron strings Pinch-harmonic squeals on the downbeat swings From the alleys and the taverns to the mainstage glow We let the old song flip in a technicolor show Double-time spit while the crash cymbals snow Blast of white light when the kick drums blow Reverse klezmer is broke, see the crowd ignite Metal riffs and strings in the desert night Stacked guitar walls in the UV light Circle pits turning under starfield bright Echo’s Klezmer on the floor where the shadows grow Thrash-tinged grooves in a four-by-four flow Turn the history around, let the bass drum blow Let the downstroke run and the tempo go [Bridge] Two DJs, one signal in the copper wire But the live-kit thunders like a ground-born fire Crossfades hiss like a secret choir While the stack amps hum with a jagged desire One rides filters, one rides flame Guitarist down-picks while the drums maim Tap tempo time on a runaway train Blast-beat spurts in the breakdown lane Cellos drone low lik