[Intro, 7/4 groove; Cash register loop, Metallic textures] cash, clams, cabbage, call it what you please it’s fuel for every wanting that won’t ever ease it hums like a promise you can almost believe [Verse 1, Syncopated bass; Warm overdriven tone] Johnny wanna dress Jane in a midnight parade fur coat, silk lining, every debt gets delayed he say, “no funds, honey,” with a grin that won’t heal but the numbers don’t matter when the swipe makes it real plastic confession at the counter of need every tap of the card plants another small seed [Pre-Chorus, Tension build; Sparse guitar stabs] hold it closer, feel it tighten in your hand what you thought was yours begins to make demands [Chorus, Hook, Driving groove; Layered vocals] stack it, spend it, let it spin you around it shines like a crown but it weighs like a stone you chase that glitter, never touching the ground it sings “you’re complete” while you’re hollow alone stack it, spend it, hear the register cry every gain is a loop that keeps asking you why [Verse 2, Groove variation; Bass ghost notes] Tina wanna thrill TJ with chrome and speed Harley dreams, Honda hum, Mazda in the lead she say, “no funds, honey,” but the paper still flows ‘cause the future gets traded for the rush that it throws signed in ink that fades but the burden will stay every mile that they ride takes a piece away [Pre-Chorus, Rising tension; Filtered textures] grip it tighter, feel it bending what you are turning every open door into a bar [Chorus, Hook, Full mix; Thickened bass] stack it, spend it, let it spin you around it shines like a crown but it weighs like a stone you chase that glitter, never touching the ground it sings “you’re complete” while you’re hollow alone stack it, spend it, hear the register cry every gain is a loop that keeps asking you why [Bridge, Breakdown; Minimal loop + spoken tone] it coils in your palm like a promise that bites it paints every kindness as a staged little sight those who hold the pile guard it close like a throne speaking soft about sharing while they build it alone when the system’s for sale, every rule gets undone and the thrill of the chase leaves you less than you begun [Instrumental Interlude, Expanding harmony; Guitar textures] (clean guitar phrases answer bass motif) (syncopation stretches across the barline) [Guitar Solo, Expressive bends; Overdriven lead] (phrases drift behind the beat, bending into tension) (sustained notes cut through the uneven pulse) [Chorus, Hook, Full mix; Thickened bass] stack it, spend it, let it spin you around it shines like a crown but stack it, spend it, let it spin you around... stack it, spend it, let it spin you around... stack it, spend it, hear the register cry... stack it, spend it, hear the register cry [Final Chorus, Climactic; Full arrangement] stack it, spend it, let it spin you around it shines like a crown but it weighs like a stone you chase that glitter, never touching the ground it sings “you’re complete” while you’re hollow alone stack it, spend it, hear the register cry every gain is a loop that keeps asking you why [Outro, 7/4 fade; Loop deconstruction] (coins counting softer, register slowing) (paper tears stretch into silence) (unresolved cycle fades)
