[Intro – dirty isolated guitar riff, tight drums enter underneath] [Female vocal – calm, dry British delivery] Sorry. Didn't quite catch that. [Pause] No, no. Don't explain it. Say it again. [Band kicks in] [Verse 1 – fast female punk vocal] Funny little comment from the back of the room, Big fucking grin like you're waiting for a boom. Everybody heard it. Don't suddenly hide. You were proper fucking proud about ten seconds ago, right? Now it's “just banter.” Now it's “calm down.” Now you're looking at your shoes instead of fucking around. Come on, comedian. Here's your big chance. Same words. Same volume. [Female vocal – cold] Same stupid fucking stance. [Pre-Chorus – guitars tighten, vocal becoming aggressive] Don't mumble. Don't shrug. Don't tell me what you meant. You said it once with confidence. [Shouted] SO SAY THE FUCKER AGAIN! [Chorus – huge aggressive melodic punk vocal] Go on! Say it again! It was fucking hilarious, so tell me again! Go on! Don't leave me hanging! You had such a big fucking mouth when nobody was answering! [Harsh shouted vocal] SAY IT! [Female lead] I'm listening. [Instrumental – jagged punk riff, pounding drums] [Verse 2 – faster, snarling delivery] Here come the classics, right on fucking cue: “You're too sensitive.” “Wasn't aimed at you.” “Everyone says it.” “It's only a word.” Amazing how brave you were before you got heard. Now your mate's getting nervous, trying to change the scene, Saying, “Come on, everybody, let's keep this fucking clean.” Nah. Don't rescue him. He was doing just fine. [Female vocal – taunting] Go on, sweetheart. Here's your second try. [Fast Shout-Punk] SAME LITTLE SMIRK! SAME LITTLE LINE! SAME FUCKING ENERGY YOU HAD THE FIRST TIME! DON'T LOOK AWAY! DON'T CHANGE THE GAME! [Low female growl] LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND SAY IT AGAIN. [Chorus – heavier] Go on! Say it again! It was fucking hilarious, so tell me again! Go on! Where's all that swagger? Funny how your fucking voice keeps getting quieter! [Growled shout] SAY IT! [Female lead – quieter] Thought so. [Instrumental Break – heavy punk riff, distorted bass, pounding toms] [Bridge – sparse bass and guitar feedback] [Female vocal – controlled, close] Here's the thing. I don't need an apology. Don't need a speech. Don't need you to tell me you're actually a really nice person. [Pause] I just want the exact same sentence... with me standing here. [Long pause] What's wrong? [Female vocal – almost amused] Not funny anymore? [Band crashes back] [Final Verse – rapid aggressive shout-singing] YOU HAD A VOICE WHEN MY BACK WAS TURNED! NOW I'M RIGHT HERE AND THE COURAGE GOT BURNED! YOU WANTED A REACTION? FUCKING WELL DONE! HERE'S ALL THE ATTENTION YOU THOUGHT WOULD BE FUN! NO FUCKING LECTURE! NO MORAL TO LEARN! I'M GIVING THE MIC AND I'M GIVING YOUR TURN! YOU SAID WHAT YOU SAID! [Growl] SO OWN WHAT YOU SAID! [Hard Stop] [Female vocal – cold] Say it. Again. [Silence] [Female vocal] Nothing? [Final Chorus – explosive melodic punk vocal] Go on! Say it again! Come on, you were hilarious a minute ago! Go on! Give us the punchline! Funny how the joke doesn't work when it's mine! [Harsh scream] SAY IT AGAIN! [Brief instrumental stop] [Female vocal – quiet] Yeah. That's what I thought. [Final guitar riff] [Outro – feedback] [Female vocal – dry] Tough crowd.
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