[INTRO — cinematic electro‑house; rising arps; percussive build; fog ambience; spoken‑word] (Dishes are done and I head to the house) (It's going to be an epic ride) (Thumping beats slam the street) (Percussive invitation pulling me inside) --- [VERSE 1 — techno‑house groove; hazy crowd ambience; rhythmic spoken‑sing] You asked me how to plan it... Your public techno house party... No way that new white carpet your mom installed Would last against that cigarette sea.. The fog machine obscured everyone One hundred fifty people deep... Only thing missing was Piggy... From this Lord of the Flies scene. --- [PRECHORUS — rising tension; filtered percussion; vapor haze] Someone's getting baked in the vapor The first keg is running dry Someone's tripping on the fungus... It's gonna make your mama cry --- [CHORUS — big‑room electro‑house; bright synth leads; euphoric lift] Techno House PARTY Epic ambience, epic vibe Gonna be a hell-uhva night to rememberrr... If anyone survives Your fête of regret Soirré of sorrow Might not see tomorrow After your techno House partyyy --- [VERSE 2 — dreamwave haze; intimate pads; fog‑soft reverb] Met a girl and snuck off to a bedroom For a breakout make out getaway Didn't get too far as people came plowing in As the gunshot seized the day Didn't interrupt us at all Cause the panic kept their eyes at bay Came up for air and looked around And someone came in to say --- [BRIDGE — darkwave tension; low drones; danger pulse] Your cousin saved us all And your brother secured the gun That shot shot over Robb's head But now the incident is done --- [CHORUS — heroic electro‑house; cinematic rise] Techno House PARTY Heroic ending, heroic rise Gonna be a hell-uhva night to rememberrr... If anyone survives This insane journey Soirré of fear Changed the atmosphere At your peak techno house partyyy --- [VERSE 3 — METAL BREAK; raw thrash; staccato guitars; double‑time drums] Big John talked him down The guy's girlfriend was being rude Ol' John calmed the dude down While she gave heated attitude The guy had John hold the shotgun Which he promptly tossed away The couple reconciled with a hug And John doused them with pepper spray Followed up by a headbutt to the faaace Your brother stood upon the firearm Warning the curious to keep clear The party exploded out all the doors As the police sirens drew near. --- [BRIDGE — ambient pop calm; soft pads; fog dissipation] Then it all was over Storm eye of a night gone late We gathered beneath your table The four of us The fog beginning To dissipate.... --- [FINAL CHORUS — nostalgic electro‑house; triumphant glow] Techno (techno...) House PARTY (House party...) Shaming call, shame from your mom the next day (The next day...) Gonna be a hell-uhva night to rememberrr... Once you replace the carpet clean the house This insane journey Will hold a memory dear In the clear atmosphere After your peak techno house partyyy --- [OUTRO — lo‑fi phone filter; minimal synth tail] (... And I just replaced the floor) (Shame on you!) (Stop laughing) (It isn't funny) (What do you mean SHOTGUN?!?)
