3(****)Johnny’s in the basement (Remix)

[introduction- spoken Verse! spoken in grave tone of voice] Who's answer my friend is blowing in wind ? What answer is blowing in wind? --- [Musical interlude] Johnny’s in the basement Crushing up the medicine I’m on the phone Googling about the government [ Shiiiiiiiit] [ Hook] Look out kid It’s somethin’ you did God knows when But you’re doin’ it again God knows when But you’re doin’ it agaaain... [DAAAAM] [Musical interlude — bassline drops meaner, snare snaps slightly unhinged] Look out, kid. Something that you did. God knows what, when, but you're doing it again. You better duck and cover. In an old-timey way. Looking for the answers. Let chips fall where they may. Stupid fuck in a hoodie hollering for Trudy. Says he's got a good shit. Ready get his ass flipped. [ Yeah!] [STANZA] Grandma’s in the breadline Talkin’ ’bout the deadline Says the TV’s lyin’ But the church is testifying Preacher in the silk robe Promise in the dark globe Says he seen the barcode Burnin’ in the zip code [HOOK — preacher cadence / warning siren] Look out kid — It’s smells of fresh dog shit They’re watchin’ every handshake Listenin’ when your teeth ache Countin’ every heartbeat Even when you don’t speak You better keep your mind shut Even when your mind’s stuck Don’t write nothin’ down, man Ink bleeds like a blood scan [GOTCHA] [STANZA 2] Maggie flops face down Hits toilet, gets stiches Turn phones off! Beware of the snitches Meth crystals, app glitches Maggie says that many say They must bust in early May Orders from the D.A. [HOOK 2] Look out kid They know what you did Walk on your tiptoes Don’t trip on “No-Doz” Better stay away from those Who grab that fire hose Dont let blood run down your nose Watch the plain clothes You don’t need a weatherman To know which way the wind blows… [Musical interlude — faint echoes of sirens & street preachers, same tempo] A boy in the train car Scribblin’ like he’ll go far Mom says be a lawyer Uncle Joe says be a soldier Dean says “be compliant” Boss man says “be reliant” The apps say keep on scrollin’ So the banks can keep controlin’ — [DEVIL-CHOIR HOOK] Look out kid — They’ll do it like they did They’ll turn your revolution Into brand-name distribution Make your fire aesthetic Your warning diabetic They’ll bottle up your outrage Like buck shot in that twelve gage STANZA 3 Eat good, loose wait Hang it out, like a bait Send a tweet, get a treat Blog it daily, do a meet Try hard, play your part Get some, loose some Get banned, change accounts Join them Incells when all fail HOOK 3 Look out kid You wanna get fit Gym users, bitches Hood rats, snitches Drones and witches Butt boy by the DUI school Lookin’ for a new tool Don’t watch CNN Watch your dash cam! Don’t watch CNN Watch your dash cam! [Musical interlude — faint echoes of sirens & street preachers, same tempo] A boy in the train car Scribblin’ like he’ll go far Mom says be a lawyer Uncle Joe says be a soldier Dean says “be compliant” Boss man says “be reliant” The apps say keep on scrollin’ So the banks can keep controlin’ — [DEVIL-CHOIR HOOK] Look out kid — They’ll do it like they did They’ll turn your revolution Into brand-name distribution Make your fire aesthetic Your warning diabetic They’ll bottle up your outrage Like buck shot in that twelve gage [CROWD ROAR · SIREN IN DISTANCE — VOICE LOWERS, BECOMES TERRIFYINGLY CALM] Look out kid — They finally closed the lid The daylight’s now a paywall Your memories are AdSense payroll Even dreams are pre-approved Optimized and, value-smoothed Your nightmares fed to focus groups ’Til even horror markets poops!! [HOOK — SCALDING. NEAR-RELIGIOUS. THE ROOM HOLDS ITS BREATH.] Look out kid — The future ain’t a bid It’s written in graffiti Under bridges made of pity It’s muttered by the exiles By the orphans of the turnstiles It’s buried in the landfills Beneath worn out cheap thrills --- [ stanza 4] Oh, get worn, show good form. Brand new pants. Fake romance. Do the tap dance. In the morning trance. Get undressed. Wipe your ass. And believe that you're success. Fuck her, beat him, buy shit. Get greed, do lift. 20 years of traffic and they won't put you on day shift. 20 years of school debt. And they hardly even pay shit! --- [Hook 4] Look out, kid. Some keep it all hid. Don't you stick it down the manhole. Keep burning midnight candle. Go look for matching sandal. Don't scratch your ass on bramble. Don't want to be a homo. Get bogo on that pizza promo. The pump won't work. Because doctors took your dork... [ WHISTLE] [WHISTLE] [WHISTLE] [ FADE-OUT]