[Intro – vinyl crackle, upright piano] [Narrator] Here we observe the Skye in her natural habitat. The researcher remains nearby, carefully documenting her behavior. [Skye] You know I can see you, right? [Muted trumpet flourish] Verse 1 Every time I talk, there you go again, Screenshot ready with your notebook and pen. Timestamp, channel, evidence filed, Documenting my behavior like I'm something wild. One weird sentence, straight into the vault, No Context calling like it's somehow my fault. Clipboard ready every time I appear— You've collected enough data for a whole damn year. You study the patterns, you follow the trail, Every strange remark gets preserved without fail. You call me ridiculous, chaotic, absurd— But somehow you're waiting on my every word. Pre-Chorus Take your notes, Mark the page, Another Skye sighting in her natural range. You can laugh all you want, But one thing's becoming clear— For somebody roasting me, you spend a lot of time here. Chorus Rent free research, You're gonna be here a while. Watching every word I say, Waiting for another smile. Write it down in your field notes, Tell the whole damn world I'm rare. If I'm living in your head rent-free— Bring a folding chair. [Backing vocals] Ooooh, get comfortable… [Lead] Bring a folding chair. [Electro-swing horn break] Verse 2 Then came the shoes—ten-point-five, Apparently enough to keep your muse alive. Made a whole damn song just to roast my feet, That's a lot of dedication for somebody being discreet. Big shoes, weird quotes, what's today's report? “Subject made noises of an unusual sort.” Get peer review, grab a witness or three, Half this server's doing fieldwork on me. You need charts? Need graphs? Need behavioral clues? A full dissertation on the size of my shoes? “Subject seems confident, context unclear—” Add another footnote: she knows that you're here. Pre-Chorus Get the camera, Get the pen, She's about to say some nonsense again. Another strange encounter, Another story to share— You might wanna settle in. Chorus Rent free research, You're gonna be here a while. Watching every word I say, Waiting for another smile. Write it down in your field notes, Underline the strangest parts. You've been tracking all my nonsense like you're mapping migration charts. Call me wild, call me weird, Tell the server, I don't care. If I'm living in your head rent-free— Bring a folding chair. Bridge – gramophone filter [Narrator] Fascinating. The subject has detected the observer. Despite discovery, the researcher continues taking notes. [Skye] That's commitment. [Narrator] The Skye now approaches. [Skye] Hey. Spell my name right. [Narrator] The researcher appears— [Skye] Put that in No Context. [Record scratch] Swing Breakdown Write it! Clip it! Quote it! Save it! Put another label on it! Date it! File it! Frame it! Share it! You're basically my biographer! [BRASS HIT] Verse 3 I could clap back hard, make the whole thing sting, But you're doing free promotion every time I say a thing. Every quote you preserve, every screenshot you save, Adds another little chapter to the legend you made. Keep your little field guide, turn another page, Observe the strange creature wandering the stage. Your final conclusion's getting painfully clear— For somebody making fun of me, you sure like having me here. Final Chorus RENT FREE RESEARCH! You're gonna be here a while! I've got years of weird behavior left to catalogue and file! Write my name across your field notes! Put a star beside “beware!” If I'm living in your head rent-free— BRING A FOLDING CHAIR! [Backing vocals] Write it down! Take your notes! There she goes! Another quote! [Lead] Rent free, baby— Bring a folding chair. [Outro – piano, vinyl crackle] [Narrator] Subject remains unpredictable. Further research is required. [Skye] Nerd.
