Tunes in my garage

[Intro] Echoing footsteps, a key turns in the lock, Silence is golden, but the clock goes tick-tock. A sigh of relief, as the door shuts tight, Home alone, in the glow of the neon light. [Verse 1] I've got this feeling, it's kinda hard to explain, Club's buzzing, but at home's where I remain. Crowds and lines, nah, they ain't my vibe, Got my own beats, in my sanctuary, I subscribe. Spinning records, the bass goes deep, Neighbors knocking, but I'm far in the leap. They say, "Turn it down, it's so fucking loud!" But I'm lost in the sound, feeling so proud. [Chorus] I don't need no club to feel the rush, Got my speakers and the night's hush. They're banging on my door, shouting, "Enough!" But I'm in my world, playing all tough. [Verse 2] Midnight strikes, and the complaints soar, "Your music's a curse," they scream, "no more!" But the rhythm's got me, can't hit pause, In my bubble, I'm breaking all their laws. They're plotting now, gathering in the street, Dreaming up ways to make me retreat. From thrown bags of shit to a fake police call, Their antics keep rising, but I dodge 'em all. [Chorus] I don't need no club to feel the rush, Got my speakers and the night's hush. They're banging on my door, shouting, "Enough!" But I'm in my world, playing all tough. [Interlude] [Bridge] One day, they came, dressed in disco gear, "Fight fire with fire," their strategy clear. Blasting their own tunes, right at my door, A dance-off challenge, who could ignore? [Verse 3] So there we stood, what an unlikely scene, Battling with decibels, like in a dream. Their moves were slick, but mine were slicker, The night turned to day, and the plot getting thicker. In the end, we laughed, shared a drink or two, An understanding was reached, as the morning dew. "Maybe try headphones," they said with a smile, I nodded, "I'll give it a try, for a while." [Outro] So here's to the nights, filled with our sound, In unexpected harmony, common ground was found. Neighbors no more, but friends in the beat, In every bass drop, our differences meet. [Interlude] [Chorus] I don't need no club to feel the rush, Got my speakers and the night's hush. They're banging on my door, shouting, "Enough!" But I'm in my world, playing all tough. [Outro]