[Intro] (Fast punchy slap-bass line enters solo, arcade coin-drop sound effect, rising laser synth) (Talkbox: "Free pass... let it rip!") [Verse 1] Got the master switch propped open with a spoon Running sixty-four laps around the loading room Broke the governor, snapped the little latch Now I’m skipping cross the floor like a lit kitchen match Try to bracket the trace, try to take down the tag I’m already down the concourse dragging the bag Got a golden token burning right through the wool Two whole turns where the gauge stays full! [Pre-Chorus] (Snare roll builds fast, squelchy acid bass bubbling up) One for the counter, two for the spin Don't ask how the shoehorned devil got in Count down the clock on the dashboard glass: Floor the pedal till the neon flashes pass! [Chorus] (Explosive bouncy funk drop, hyper-catchy synth stabs, gang vocal shouts) Free roll! Spin the wheel, let it ride! Too slippery slick for the other side! Pulling every ticket from the red machine Shaking up the picture on the dashboard screen! No tab, no stamp, no signature down— Just kicking up dust all across this town! Hey! Ho! Catch the trailing wire— Riding out the hour with the wheels on fire! [Verse 2] Rattled the cage till the ceiling shook loose Drinking down a bucket of raw static juice They’re calling out the roster, looking for the name I’m writing brand-new numbers all across their game Zigzag zig, let the corner unglue You got five whole minutes, I got twenty-two Dancing on the margins with a high-voltage grin If the lock don't turn, drop the crowbar in! [Bridge] (Bass drops low and funky, stuttering vocoder, ticking hi-hats) (Talkbox: "Tick... tick... ticking down...") Don't look at the meter. Nobody look at the meter! If the meter runs out... (Record scratch) ...we just kick it again! [Chorus] (Maximum energy, layered funk horns on synths, fast cowbell, thumping kick) Free roll! Spin the wheel, let it ride! Too slippery slick for the other side! Pulling every ticket from the red machine Shaking up the picture on the dashboard screen! No tab, no stamp, no signature down— Just kicking up dust all across this town! Hey! Ho! Catch the trailing wire— Riding out the hour with the wheels on fire! [Outro] (Chaotic arcade arpeggios firing off, funk bass sliding down) (Talkbox: "Out of tokens... gone!") (Snare pop, short zap, clean power-down buzz)
