HUMAN ROULETTE (The Infinite Spin) [HEAVY METAL INTRO: crushing palm-muted riffs exploding like volcanoes, thunderous double bass drums pounding the earth into dust, banshee guitar feedback SCREEEEEEEEE, demonic choir growls rising from the abyss] [HIP-HOP CUE: vinyl SCRRRATCH SCRATCH, boom bap kick drum like a heart exploding, air horn BLARE BLAAAARE] Yo listen up, the Street Fighter freaks are clashing in a full David Lynch fever dream delirium Ryu fires a hadouken that blooms into floating red velvet curtains screaming in stereo Ken’s spinning bird kick warps mid-air into taffy arms stretching longer than eternity’s zero Chun-Li’s lightning legs fuse into roulette spokes spinning the whole damn chaotic team to and fro [HEAVY METAL SOLO: shredding guitar like a chainsaw chewing through silk and velvet nightmares, blast beats annihilating the silence] They were battling hard with fireballs dragon punches and sonic booms throwing wild But the chaos got thicker than purple haze in a voodoo child wild child style Arms elongating longer than the long and winding road under a blood red sky so vile Forming a human roulette wheel where their heads become the bouncing balls that never get filed [BOOM BAP SCRATCH SCRATCH 808 BOOM SNARE CRACK] Spinning like a human carousel of infinite weird beyond the pale One guy’s face melts into a slot machine spewing confetti and jackpot wails Another moonwalks on the spinning table but his feet transform into screaming birds that fail Raw scream ripping through but it’s all super funny as hell in these absurd details [HEAVY METAL RIFF: galloping bass lines like a wild cat scratch fever hunting in the night] Loser anthem twisted into winners of the surreal lottery of fate Lizard king riding the storm on this roulette of flesh and infinite state Walrus eggman but the eggs are exploding heads of ceramic pottery late Thriller zombies dancing the zombie shuffle on this human pottery plate Stranglehold grip but the grip is rubber arms wrapping around the dying sun so great Everybody’s stretching longer spinning faster no one can outrun this bizarre trait David Lynch walks out from the red curtains with a cigarette dangling and a deadpan pun “I apologize for all of this chaos it got completely out of hand everyone” [HIP-HOP CUE: DJ scratch frenzy, 808 boom, snare crack, hi-hat rattle] Cram it full of every super funny detail packing the verse tight A cow floating by wearing a top hat tipping politely to the fight A clock melting into a hadouken that smacks a guy turning him into a striped cat overnight One character’s ear becomes a megaphone blasting “beat it” in reverse at light speed fright Another spits out tiny soldiers marching in a hearse under neon light The roulette wheel spins infinitely arms like rubber bands reaching to the farthest stars They fight streetfighters then fuse into this table of pure bizarre scars Super funny one slips on a banana peel that becomes a black hole swallowing cars Another laughs so hard his teeth fly out becoming dice that roll across the mars Someone’s nose elongates into a trombone playing purple haze riffs from afar While a floating eyeball watches the whole spin with a monocle and cigar Arms keep stretching longer and longer forming the spokes of this human roulette far After the streetfighter brawl they turn into the spinning circle of chaotic star [HEAVY METAL CHORUS: screaming vocals layered with growls, wall of guitars like a collapsing mountain, thunderous drums shaking the foundations] Human roulette! Arms stretch forever into the void! Spinning circle of chaos never say never destroyed! From streetfighter brawls to Lynchian fever employed! Heavy metal thunder with hip-hop clever overjoyed! [RAP VERSE 2 – even denser multi-syllable frenzy] Yo the infinite stretch the rubber band limbs defying all physics and law Spinning so fast the faces blur into a carnival of jaw-dropping awe One fighter’s hair becomes a flock of flamingos doing the moonwalk flaw Another’s fingers turn into tiny guitars shredding cat scratch fever raw David Lynch shrugs with a coffee cup full of ants crawling out the straw The whole crew is a living wheel of fortune but the fortune is pure chaos draw No one escapes the pull of this human roulette after the street fight brawl Arms longer than highways spinning like a vinyl on the turntable of the fall [FINAL HEAVY METAL OUTRO RIFF: feedback fading into silence with distant boom bap echoes] EXTENDED OUTRO – Spoken Word by the Wizard of Oz (then Charles Manson) (Deep, booming, theatrical curtain-voice) My friends… my dear chaotic friends… no one’s ever going back home. Because home is a construct of the ordinary mind, a yellow brick road that dissolves into rubber and red velvet the moment you step into the infinite. Here in this spinning human roulette after the streetfighter melee, the arms stretch like the yellow brick road turned to endless taffy, the spinning circle is the tornado that never lands and never ends.
