Lo-Fi, Oh Why?"

DLK Studio - Brisbane, Australia

low fi techno

March 20, 2025 at 3:23 PMv4

Verse 1 - Slow, dragging, monotone delivery)

Tick-tock, drip-drop, clock’s on the floor,

Hum of a fan, creak of a door,

Static buzz, a tape that’s worn,

Lo-fi beats, so damn forlorn.

Plink-plank, soft crack, vinyl’s dust,

Snore-fest vibes, it’s a total bust,

Muffled bass, a yawn in my brain,

Same old loop, driving me insane.

[Low drone hum, faint ticking clock, sluggish kick drum thudding like a tired heartbeat]

(Spoken, mocking voice - lazy drawl)

“Oh wow, so chill, so deep, so… zzzz.

Is this a song or a nap in a blender?

Chop-chop, hiss-hiss, wake me when it’s over.”

[Sarcastic yawn layered over crackling tape hiss, distant choppy vinyl scratches]

(Chorus 1 - Still slow, sarcastic)

Lo-fi, oh why, you bore me to tears,

A puddle of sound, drowning my ears,

Tape fuzz, rain taps, snooze on repeat,

Can’t dance, can’t sing, just fall asleep.

[Monotonous rain patter, fuzzy bass plodding, soft snare tap like a sleepy metronome]

(Bridge - Pace picks up, chaotic energy kicks in)

Then—BZZT!—a glitch, a spark, a scream,

Cymbals crash, rip the dream,

Wobble-warp, a synth explodes,

Crackle-pop, the beat reloads.

Ch chop! Razor snares slice the haze,

Fuzzed-out riffs in a neon blaze,

Ting-tang! Bells tumble, wild and free,

Lo-fi’s a beast, it’s growing on me!

[Sudden electric buzz jolt, crashing cymbals with a metallic clang, wobbly synth bass warping pitch, sharp snare cuts like a knife, kazoo squealing through distortion, banjo twang buried in reverb]

(Spoken, excited voice - manic glee)

“Wait—hold up! Is that a kazoo in the static?

A banjo drowning in reverb?

This ain’t boring, this is bonkers!

I’m hooked, I’m vibin’, I’m alive!”

[Manic laugh echoing, kazoo honking chaotically, banjo plucking under a wave of echoey fuzz]

(Chorus 2 - Fast, loving, upbeat)

Lo-fi, oh my, you’re weird and grand,

A junkyard jam in a loopy land,

Tape hiss, rain claps, a twisted beat,

Now I’m swaying hard in my seat.

Squelch-squish, boom-bap, you’ve won my soul,

From snooze to groove, you’ve taken control,

Lo-fi, sweet fi, I’m all in your thrall,

Boring? Nah, you’re my chaotic call.

[Squelchy synth stabs, thunderous boom-bap drums, clapping rain rhythm, upbeat tape hiss swirling like a warm breeze]

(Outro - Warm, reflective)

Plink-plonk, soft fade, the hum returns,

But now it glows, my heart just yearns,

Lo-fi, you freak, you sneaky delight,

Started so dull, now you’re my light.

[Gentle plinking piano, warm vinyl hum fading, soft bell chime sparkling like a distant star]

Verse 1 - Slow, dragging, monotone delivery) Tick-tock, drip-drop, clock’s on the floor, Hum of a fan, creak of a door, Static buzz, a tape that’s worn, Lo-fi beats, so damn forlorn. Plink-plank, soft crack, vinyl’s dust, Snore-fest vibes, it’s a total bust, Muffled bass, a yawn in my brain, Same old loop, driving me insane. [Low drone hum, faint ticking clock, sluggish kick drum thudding like a tired heartbeat] (Spoken, mocking voice - lazy drawl) “Oh wow, so chill, so deep, so… zzzz. Is this a song or a nap in a blender? Chop-chop, hiss-hiss, wake me when it’s over.” [Sarcastic yawn layered over crackling tape hiss, distant choppy vinyl scratches] (Chorus 1 - Still slow, sarcastic) Lo-fi, oh why, you bore me to tears, A puddle of sound, drowning my ears, Tape fuzz, rain taps, snooze on repeat, Can’t dance, can’t sing, just fall asleep. [Monotonous rain patter, fuzzy bass plodding, soft snare tap like a sleepy metronome] (Bridge - Pace picks up, chaotic energy kicks in) Then—BZZT!—a glitch, a spark, a scream, Cymbals crash, rip the dream, Wobble-warp, a synth explodes, Crackle-pop, the beat reloads. Ch chop! Razor snares slice the haze, Fuzzed-out riffs in a neon blaze, Ting-tang! Bells tumble, wild and free, Lo-fi’s a beast, it’s growing on me! [Sudden electric buzz jolt, crashing cymbals with a metallic clang, wobbly synth bass warping pitch, sharp snare cuts like a knife, kazoo squealing through distortion, banjo twang buried in reverb] (Spoken, excited voice - manic glee) “Wait—hold up! Is that a kazoo in the static? A banjo drowning in reverb? This ain’t boring, this is bonkers! I’m hooked, I’m vibin’, I’m alive!” [Manic laugh echoing, kazoo honking chaotically, banjo plucking under a wave of echoey fuzz] (Chorus 2 - Fast, loving, upbeat) Lo-fi, oh my, you’re weird and grand, A junkyard jam in a loopy land, Tape hiss, rain claps, a twisted beat, Now I’m swaying hard in my seat. Squelch-squish, boom-bap, you’ve won my soul, From snooze to groove, you’ve taken control, Lo-fi, sweet fi, I’m all in your thrall, Boring? Nah, you’re my chaotic call. [Squelchy synth stabs, thunderous boom-bap drums, clapping rain rhythm, upbeat tape hiss swirling like a warm breeze] (Outro - Warm, reflective) Plink-plonk, soft fade, the hum returns, But now it glows, my heart just yearns, Lo-fi, you freak, you sneaky delight, Started so dull, now you’re my light. [Gentle plinking piano, warm vinyl hum fading, soft bell chime sparkling like a distant star]