[Vocal: male, paranoid nasal muttering, hostile rhythmic ranting, psychotic restraint turning into explosive shouting, ugly human timing, aggressive consonants, dry close-mic aggression] [Instrument: hyperactive slap-bass fills, elastic popping groove mutations, clacking fret chatter, scraping guitar stabs, electrical hum] [Structure: Focused Performance] Down behind Lot 14 Past the shopping carts and mildew tarps There's a mountain made of microwaves Stacked like chrome religious monuments Blackened doors... Missing buttons... Grease ghosts trapped behind the glass... Every trailer in the county Dragged their dead machines out back Old Ronnie says they're harmless Just busted junk and copper wire But every night around 3:10 I hear 'em hum beside the dryer Mmmmmmmmm... [Beat: frantic slap-bass motion, crooked mechanical groove, violent stop-start interruptions] One microwave blinked "666" For fourteen years without a plug Another one cooked a Chihuahua Clean down to the little bones and blood Toasters nailed upon fence posts Satellite dishes filled with rain Somebody painted "HE IS RISEN" On a rusted Frigidaire frame Kids throw batteries at televisions Just to watch the sparks explode Grandma sleeps beside a dishwasher Wrapped in extension cords [Instrumental Break] [Instrument: acrobatic slap-bass tapping, warped electronic feedback, aggressive popping accents, ugly harmonic squeals] [Structure: Rhythmic Bridge] I pressed my ear against a microwave At the bottom of the pile one night... It said— "THEY'RE WATCHIN' THROUGH THE FREEZER LIGHT..." I jumped so hard I bit my tongue Fell backwards through a lawn chair stack Woke up face-down beside a vacuum cleaner With ants crawlin' down my back [Structure: Anthemic Peak] MICROWAVE CEMETERY! MICROWAVE CEMETERY! Buzzin' in the darkness... Buzzin' through the walls... MICROWAVE CEMETERY! Everybody hears 'em... Nobody sleeps... [Structure: Minimalist Breakdown] Middle of the night... Everything hummin' together... Freezers... Televisions... Broken blenders... Coffee makers... Whole trailer park vibratin' Like a dying transformer... Neighbor's dog started barkin' Then smashed through the screen door Foam drippin' from its mouth and eyes While the whole park watched the floor [Structure: Anthemic Peak] MICROWAVE CEMETERY! MICROWAVE CEMETERY! Static in the trailer... Static in your teeth... MICROWAVE CEMETERY! Blue light flickerin'... Whole damn park hummin'... [Outro] [Instrument: collapsing slap-bass meltdown, frantic thumb-and-pop abuse, warped static hum, ugly room-feedback decay] Still hear 'em buzzin' When the power goes out...
