The Crow In The Silver Cage (Remix)

J.B.Protocol

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[Intro]
[Heavy, throbbing Bassline initiates. A lonely Cello plays a low, bowing melody. Drums enter: Kick... Snare... Kick... Snare.]
[Verse 1]
[Vocals: Deep, rhythmic, almost spoken-word. Deadpan tone]
There once was a crow with a human tone
Locked inside a cage of chrome
He’d say "Pardon" and "Nightgown" too
"Vegetable Soup" and "How do you do?"
He toured the streets with a bearded man
A traveling show, a master plan
The people pointed, "Just look at that!
A talking bird in a silver flat!"
[Pre-Chorus]
[Synth pads swell. Bassline speeds up slightly. Cello plays staccato notes]
They shouted out: "He’s worth a dime!"
A little magic in a dark, dark time...
[Chorus]
[Music lifts. Eerie Theremin melody soars over heavy Synths. Vocals: Melodic, haunting, layered]
Oh, the bird in the silver cage
Turning the page, setting the stage
Is it a trick? Is it a lie?
Or just a shadow passing by?
[Sound FX: Distorted Crow Caw echoing]
[Verse 2]
[Music drops back to the slow strut. Cello returns to long notes]
The Count De Vere heard the rumors fly
A curious man with a jagged eye
He said, "Parbleu! A talking beast?
Bring him here for a visual feast.
I want to see what he can do
Bring me the bird, and the master too."
[Verse 3]
[Tension rises. Drums become more aggressive. Saxophone plays low, breathy fills]
The cage was set on the marble floor
The Count demanded, "Give me more!
Come on bird, let the words spill out
Show me what this is all about!"
But the bird sat still, no "boo" or "ba"
Just a cold, dead stare from afar...
[Chorus]
[Theremin returns, loud and ghostly. Heavy crash on the downbeat]
Oh, the bird in the silver cage
Turning the page, setting the stage
Is it a trick? Is it a lie?
Or just a shadow passing by?
[Bridge]
[Music cuts to a minimal, anxious pulse. Saxophone plays a chaotic, growling solo over a heartbeat kick drum]
[Vocals: Whispered intensity building to a growl]
He looked at the Count with a gaze so black
He looked at the Count, and he didn't look back
The silence hung like a heavy sack
Then he opened his beak for a heart attack...
[Stop]
[Total Silence. All instruments cut out abruptly]
[Punchline]
[Vocals: Dry, loud, disgusted. Spoken clearly]
Pretentious Quack.
[Outro]
[Explosion of drums and synth. Chaotic, driving rhythm. Fast tempo]
That wasn't so nice, that wasn't so sweet
The Master fled to the rainy street!
He left the coin, didn't wait for pay
Took the cage and he ran away!
And the Count stood there in the velvet gloom...
Alone in the dark of his empty room.
[Fade Out]
[Saxophone screams a high note. Theremin wobbles into silence]

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[Intro] [Heavy, throbbing Bassline initiates. A lonely Cello plays a low, bowing melody. Drums enter: Kick... Snare... Kick... Snare.] [Verse 1] [Vocals: Deep, rhythmic, almost spoken-word. Deadpan tone] There once was a crow with a human tone Locked inside a cage of chrome He’d say "Pardon" and "Nightgown" too "Vegetable Soup" and "How do you do?" He toured the streets with a bearded man A traveling show, a master plan The people pointed, "Just look at that! A talking bird in a silver flat!" [Pre-Chorus] [Synth pads swell. Bassline speeds up slightly. Cello plays staccato notes] They shouted out: "He’s worth a dime!" A little magic in a dark, dark time... [Chorus] [Music lifts. Eerie Theremin melody soars over heavy Synths. Vocals: Melodic, haunting, layered] Oh, the bird in the silver cage Turning the page, setting the stage Is it a trick? Is it a lie? Or just a shadow passing by? [Sound FX: Distorted Crow Caw echoing] [Verse 2] [Music drops back to the slow strut. Cello returns to long notes] The Count De Vere heard the rumors fly A curious man with a jagged eye He said, "Parbleu! A talking beast? Bring him here for a visual feast. I want to see what he can do Bring me the bird, and the master too." [Verse 3] [Tension rises. Drums become more aggressive. Saxophone plays low, breathy fills] The cage was set on the marble floor The Count demanded, "Give me more! Come on bird, let the words spill out Show me what this is all about!" But the bird sat still, no "boo" or "ba" Just a cold, dead stare from afar... [Chorus] [Theremin returns, loud and ghostly. Heavy crash on the downbeat] Oh, the bird in the silver cage Turning the page, setting the stage Is it a trick? Is it a lie? Or just a shadow passing by? [Bridge] [Music cuts to a minimal, anxious pulse. Saxophone plays a chaotic, growling solo over a heartbeat kick drum] [Vocals: Whispered intensity building to a growl] He looked at the Count with a gaze so black He looked at the Count, and he didn't look back The silence hung like a heavy sack Then he opened his beak for a heart attack... [Stop] [Total Silence. All instruments cut out abruptly] [Punchline] [Vocals: Dry, loud, disgusted. Spoken clearly] Pretentious Quack. [Outro] [Explosion of drums and synth. Chaotic, driving rhythm. Fast tempo] That wasn't so nice, that wasn't so sweet The Master fled to the rainy street! He left the coin, didn't wait for pay Took the cage and he ran away! And the Count stood there in the velvet gloom... Alone in the dark of his empty room. [Fade Out] [Saxophone screams a high note. Theremin wobbles into silence]

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