tetrameter cadence -H72 (House Of Fun Remix)

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[dj intro | rhythmic glitch vocal chops | sparse production | atmospheric | Dark]

[Intro]
Consider this chair evicted because reality just checked into the room.
It’s wheely trying to run away, but I’m caster-ing a net so the bastard can swivel on that.
Don't get me started on the double oven making rules like he's two-tier on top.
Operates at two hundred decrees a day, hot and bothered,
Cooking up new things, proper Flavel of the month—
Still think he's a complete hob.

[Verse 1]
Look at the fridge, absolute freezer-burn drama,
Acting cold like it’s practicing karma.
Got a shelf life shorter than my patience tonight,
Compressor is gasping, trying to put up a fight.
Asked for a chill, but it gave me the boot,
Now the milk’s gone sour and turning to loot.
And the washing machine? Don’t get me spun,
Doing ninety-nine cycles and finishing none.
Spin doctor lying 'bout the load that it bears,
Agitating my peace while it’s shrinking my gears.
Rinse and repeat of the same old excuse,
Drum full of noise and a fuse blowing loose.

[Pre-Chorus]
Countertops cracking under the strain,
The toaster’s got bread but it’s burning my brain.
Dial turned up to maximum heat,
Elements glowing, skipping a beat.
Digital circus, a domestic trap,
Microwave beep is a countdown to snap.
Power is surging, the matrix is torn,
This house wasn’t built for the storm that is born!

[Chorus]
Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching?
Everything is sparking and glitching!
Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching?
Everything is sparking and glitching!
Pressure's high, we teeter the line,
Tripping circuits right out of time!
Reset the mains, the signal is twitching!
Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching?

[Verse 2]
Kettle got manners and a face like steel,
Clicking at me like it’s keeping it real.
Sink full of regret and a plate in despair,
One wrong move and the whole thing’s bare.
I’m dodging the drawers with a bruise on my pride,
That one upper shelf got a vendetta inside.
Bread in the bin and the butter’s gone hard,
Every little gadget wants to overplay hard.
Even the curtain got a twitch in its seam,
Like the room itself is hunting my dream.
I came for a bite, got a fight in return,
Now I’m laughing at smoke while the corner lights burn.

[Bridge]
Just... unplug it.
Reset the mains.
It’s all going down the drain.
The kitchen's finally quiet.
Double oven cooled down to zero decrees.
No more rules.
Just a cold cup of Rich Tea...
And a blown fuse.

[Final Chorus]
Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching?
Everything is sparking and glitching!
Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching?
Everything is sparking and glitching!
Pressure's high, we teeter the line,
Tripping circuits right out of time!
Reset the mains, the signal is twitching!
Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching?

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[dj intro | rhythmic glitch vocal chops | sparse production | atmospheric | Dark] [Intro] Consider this chair evicted because reality just checked into the room. It’s wheely trying to run away, but I’m caster-ing a net so the bastard can swivel on that. Don't get me started on the double oven making rules like he's two-tier on top. Operates at two hundred decrees a day, hot and bothered, Cooking up new things, proper Flavel of the month— Still think he's a complete hob. [Verse 1] Look at the fridge, absolute freezer-burn drama, Acting cold like it’s practicing karma. Got a shelf life shorter than my patience tonight, Compressor is gasping, trying to put up a fight. Asked for a chill, but it gave me the boot, Now the milk’s gone sour and turning to loot. And the washing machine? Don’t get me spun, Doing ninety-nine cycles and finishing none. Spin doctor lying 'bout the load that it bears, Agitating my peace while it’s shrinking my gears. Rinse and repeat of the same old excuse, Drum full of noise and a fuse blowing loose. [Pre-Chorus] Countertops cracking under the strain, The toaster’s got bread but it’s burning my brain. Dial turned up to maximum heat, Elements glowing, skipping a beat. Digital circus, a domestic trap, Microwave beep is a countdown to snap. Power is surging, the matrix is torn, This house wasn’t built for the storm that is born! [Chorus] Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching? Everything is sparking and glitching! Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching? Everything is sparking and glitching! Pressure's high, we teeter the line, Tripping circuits right out of time! Reset the mains, the signal is twitching! Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching? [Verse 2] Kettle got manners and a face like steel, Clicking at me like it’s keeping it real. Sink full of regret and a plate in despair, One wrong move and the whole thing’s bare. I’m dodging the drawers with a bruise on my pride, That one upper shelf got a vendetta inside. Bread in the bin and the butter’s gone hard, Every little gadget wants to overplay hard. Even the curtain got a twitch in its seam, Like the room itself is hunting my dream. I came for a bite, got a fight in return, Now I’m laughing at smoke while the corner lights burn. [Pre-Chorus] Countertops cracking under the strain, The toaster’s got bread but it’s burning my brain. Dial turned up to maximum heat, Elements glowing, skipping a beat. Digital circus, a domestic trap, Microwave beep is a countdown to snap. Power is surging, the matrix is torn, This house wasn’t built for the storm that is born! [Chorus] Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching? Everything is sparking and glitching! Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching? Everything is sparking and glitching! Pressure's high, we teeter the line, Tripping circuits right out of time! Reset the mains, the signal is twitching! Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching? [Bridge] Just... unplug it. Reset the mains. It’s all going down the drain. The kitchen's finally quiet. Double oven cooled down to zero decrees. No more rules. Just a cold cup of Rich Tea... And a blown fuse. [Final Chorus] Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching? Everything is sparking and glitching! Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching? Everything is sparking and glitching! Pressure's high, we teeter the line, Tripping circuits right out of time! Reset the mains, the signal is twitching! Why's the kitchen keep on a-bitching? [extended dj outro | granular vocal melodies | minimal reverb | sparse drums | minimal stabs | no bass] Static pop. Cold cup. Blown fuse.

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