Just in time for supper (coraline song) (Re' mix full song)

[Spoken Word - Deep Jamaican Echo] Yo, R-E-3-M-B-E-R deh yah!] Yo, T R G Jayman deh yah! speed core style, lets go yah! ¡tres! ¡dous! 1! Let's kick it! [Atmospheric drone, haunting minor-key pads, slow evolution] [Deep-warped saturated didgeridoo sub drones and dunun drum thumps] (Whispered, distant) *I got a song sewed with buttons…* *Coraline…* *Coraline…* *Come closer…* *Dinner's ready…* [Verse 1] [Pumping half-time beatbox hits against double-time pulse] [Gritty hurdy-gurdy chugs and nyckelharpa chords] Little blue girl with a key in her hand, Found a tiny little doorway to a parallel land, Step through the tunnel, everything looks bright, Same old house, but it doesn't feel right. [Percussive glitch layer: guzheng flurries and pipa tremolo bursts] Dinner on the table, everybody's so sweet, Perfect little faces, perfect little teeth, Something in the buttons got me feeling uneasy, Everybody's smiling but the smiles look creepy. [Oud slides and morin khuur grit with heavy saturation] Other mother calling, saying, "Come sit down," Other father playing while the music goes round, Everything you wanted suddenly appears, But there's something underneath all the souvenirs. [Overhead erhu laments and shakuhachi breathy bends] She says, "You're special, you're my little star," But the more that you stay, the less you know where you are, A world made perfect with a price underneath, And a pair of shiny buttons waiting where your eyes should be. [Pre-Chorus] [Drums drop to sub-bass, handpan bell ostinatos hover] (Whispered) Come a little closer… Don't you run away… Dinner's getting colder… We've been waiting all day… [Chorus] [Brooding cinematic soundscape, slow industrial waltz groove] [Stylophone square-wave stabs and mechanical grind] (Whispered cadence) You're just in time for supper, dear… Come sit down… don't disappear… We've been waiting… all this time… Now you're here… and you're all mine… Don't be scared… don't shed a tear… You're just in time for supper, dear… Close the door… come stay awhile… Mother's waiting… with a smile… [Verse 2] [Explosive 374BPM traditional Japanese hardcore EDM drop] [Fast virtuoso shamisen solo shreds hard over aggressive beatbox] Little blue girl with a key in her hand, Back through the doorway to the other-side land, Something feels different, the silence is strange, The house looks familiar but everything's changed. [Rhythmic gating, cybernetic cuíca shrieks and berimbau twangs] Held against your will with a button, hand in your hand, Buried up with mud and— All of a sudden, I'm pushing the button, Initiated, this is a blood-in, Watch the intrusive thoughts start to flood in, I swear Gremlin's eyes are a raven— Like, fuck, what's his name? Tim Burton! T.R.G. be a mix of the Other Gremlin and me At the same time, yeah, I'm certain! [Organic bitcrusher layer: kalimba and buzzing sitar runs] Button eyes watching from across the hall, Tiny little shadows moving along the wall, Three ghost children whisper, "Don't let her know," But the deeper she wanders, the harder it gets to go. [Native-style cinematic flutes and gaida reedy walls] The garden's alive and the flowers all stare, Something's moving underneath the chair, Mother keeps smiling like nothing is wrong, But Coraline knows that she's waited too long. [Mongolian throat drones and eerie alpine yodel motifs] She turns toward the doorway, reaching for the key, But the little black door isn't where it should be, Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide— Something in the Other World is waiting inside. [Pre-Chorus] [Drums pull back to deep sub-bass and glitched electronics] (Whispered, distorted) Come a little closer… Don't you run away… Dinner's getting colder… We've been waiting all day… [Chorus] [Brooding cinematic soundscape returns with sweeping strings] (Whispered cadence) You're just in time for supper, dear… Come sit down… don't disappear… We've been waiting… all this time… Now you're here… and you're all mine… Don't be scared… don't shed a tear… You're just in time for supper, dear… Close the door… come stay awhile… Mother's waiting… with a smile… [Verse 3] [Max velocity 374BPM stomp, full global orchestra collision] [Saturated didgeridoo drones rumble with fast dunun hits] Little blue girl with a key in her hand, Running from a mother who don't understand, Buttons in the eyes but the smile stays wide, Something ain't human on the other side. [Pipa martial bursts and fast shamisen picking interlock] Three lost children and a cat in the dark, Following clues while the garden leaves marks, One by one, gotta find what she stole, Pieces of a nightmare hidden under control. [Overhead gaida reedy walls and erhu building intense friction] Key in the pocket, fear in the chest, Every little hallway turning into a test, She wants obedience, she wants her to stay, But Coraline's fighting every step of the way. [Chorus] [Brooding cinematic soundscape returns with sweeping strings] (Whispered cadence) You're just in time for supper, dear… Come sit down… don't disappear… We've been waiting… all this time… Now you're here… and you're all mine… Don't be scared… don't shed a tear… You're just in time for supper, dear… Close the door… come stay awhile… Mother's waiting… with a smile… [Verse 3] [Max velocity 374BPM stomp, full global orchestra collision] [Saturated didgeridoo drones rumble with fast dunun hits] Little blue girl with a key in her hand, Running from a mother who don't understand, Buttons in the eyes but the smile stays wide, Something ain't human on the other side. [Pipa martial bursts and fast shamisen picking interlock] Three lost children and a cat in the dark, Following clues while the garden leaves marks, One by one, gotta find what she stole, Pieces of a nightmare hidden under control. [Overhead gaida reedy walls and erhu building intense friction] Key in the pocket, fear in the chest, Every little hallway turning into a test, She wants obedience, she wants her to stay, But Coraline's fighting every step of the way. [Glitch edits accelerate, frantic mechanical grind] Then the Gremlin wakes up, rhyme scheme twisting, Mind keeps racing while the whole world's shifting, Doorway closing, shadows crawling, Mother keeps calling while the walls start talking. Coraline… Coraline… You can't leave… And with the bars I'm behind—Wybee, get behind me, Why be an annoying nuisance? In a true sense, You're better off not speaking— [Bridge] [All drums and guitars cut out completely into absolute space] [Only thin shakuhachi breathy bends and dark ambient synth pad] (Almost completely whispered) You could have a mother… You could have a home… You could have everything… You'll never be alone… Just give me your eyes… Just give me your heart… Just stay here forever… We'll never be apart… [Breakdown] [SUDDEN EXPLOSION: Hyper-aggressive neuro bass wobble drops hard] [Saturated human beatbox slam dictates the rapid cadence] But I don't want your perfect little fake paradise, I can see the deception underneath all the advice, But it's nice that you treat me better than ask for a sacrifice, Every little pretty thing got a sinister disguise, And the second that you blink, something different meets your eyes. [Stylophone stabs, berimbau twangs, and intense percussive glitches] Button-button, lock it, block it, Other mother can't control it, Gremlin mode, I'm going feral, Turn the nightmare instrumental! [Final massive orchestral build, throat drones and yodel flurries] Key-key, tunnel, three-three, Something crawling underneath me, Rhyme-rhyme, twisted cadence, Welcome to the Other Place, prime gremlin don't care, He's rhyming you in the face! [cackle] [Outro] [Instruments cut abruptly into atmospheric hum] [Single lingering erhu note decays into white noise static] [End]