06. That's All I Got

Lexus Maximus

Neon cabaret soul-hop, gospel trio, slick drums, broken-glass synths, theatrical verses

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[BEGIN SUNO LYRICS - BASE]

[Performance direction: smooth Lex charismatic baritone; witty but not cruel; gospel backing; no flat narration]

[Intro - neon hum, finger snaps]
That's all I got.
That's all I got.
Not the end of a man,
just the end of a thought.

[Verse I - Lex]
He asked about the fourth wave coming,
how many more, when does it stop?
Covid had him half-unworking,
then he said, that's all I got.
But under that small sentence shaking
was a larger human ache:
if I cannot work like others,
how much personhood can break?

[Female soul belter]
You are not your hours.
You are not your wage.
You are not the silence
on somebody else's page.

[Chorus - gospel trio]
That's all I got,
but I am not less.
That's all I got,
but I still confess:
I have a heart, I have a name,
I have a wound, I have a flame.
That's all I got,
but I am not done.
Not less than a person,
not less than anyone.

[Verse II - Lex]
I knew a man called B-Mac laughing,
charisma in his restless stride.
Anger came like weather crashing,
inferiority eating pride.
Not tall enough, not schooled enough,
he measured life with borrowed eyes.
Yet health and humour walked beside him,
blessings wearing no disguise.

[Male comic-baritone]
Everybody wants a mirror
that says, you still look fine.
Everybody wants a witness
at the border of the mind.

[Instrumental Break - brass stab, beat, gospel hum, 16 bars]

[Bridge - Lex]
What can I do?
What can I do?
What can I be?
Is this all there is to me?
If the world will not applaud,
can I still be known by God?

[Final chorus]
That's all I got,
but I am not less.
That's all I got,
but I still confess:
I have a heart, I have a name,
I have a wound, I
have a flame.

[BEGIN SUNO LYRICS - EXTENSION I]

[Performance direction: continue with theatrical swagger; add crowd chants and handclaps; keep compassion]

[Movement II - Peacock Under Neon]

[Lex]
Some call it attention seeking,
some call it working the light.
Some post a face, some sell a dream,
some dress for war on a Friday night.
A star needs eyes to keep the stage,
a builder needs investors near.
A lonely heart may fish for praise
because silence sounds like fear.

[Female soul belter]
Do not mock the need for witness.
Do not crown the ego king.
There is pain beneath the glitter.
There is ache beneath the ring.

[Call and response]
Leader: Why the photo?
Crowd: To be seen.
Leader: Why the body?
Crowd: To be clean.
Leader: Why the story?
Crowd: To be heard.
Leader: Why the peacock?
Crowd: To become a word.

[Verse III - Lex]
Likes and followers, comments glowing,
modern feathers in the rain.
Some are business, some are hunger,
some are medicine for pain.
Celebrities glitter under daggers,
strangers spit from hidden rooms.
Even the famous have a shadow,
even the loved can feel the gloom.

[Whisper choir]
Validate me.
Notice me.
Flatter me.
Do I still get to be?

[Instrumental Break - neon synth, gospel claps, crowd noise]

[Chorus variation]
That's all I got,
but I am not less.
That's all I got,
in the mirror's mess.
Peacock feather, broken crown,
still a soul when lights go down.

[Intro - neon hum, finger snaps]
That's all I got.
That's all I got.
Not the end of a man,
just the end of a thought.

[Female soul belter]
You are not your hours.
You are not your wage.
You are not the silence
on somebody else's page.

[Verse II - Lex]
I knew a man called B-Mac laughing,
charisma in his restless stride.
Anger came like weather crashing,

[BEGIN SUNO LYRICS - EXTENSION II]
[Performance direction: final moral movement; deeper, warmer, big hook; crowd repeats]

[Movement III - Not Less, Not Done]
[Lex]
The Stoic says the crowd is weather,
not a kingdom you can own.
But weather still can flood a doorway,
and opinion chills the bone.
So I will tend my little garden,
guard the light I can control.
I will shape my own environment
without selling off my soul.

[Female belter]
Limits are not prison bars.
Failure is not final scars.
When the work is gone or thin,
human worth does not begin.

[Bridge - Lex]
If all I have is one small line,
let that line be true.
If all I have is one more day,
let me spend it new.
If all I have is one cracked song,
let the crowd sing too.

[Call and response - stadium]
Leader: That's all I got!
Crowd: Not less, not done!
Leader: That's all I got!
Crowd: Still someone!
Leader: That's all I got!
Crowd: Heart and name!
Leader: That's all I got!
Crowd: Still a flame!

[Instrumental Break - gospel choir, drums, brass, 24 bars]

[Final Hook - repeat]
That's all I got,
but I am not less.
That's all I got,
but I still confess:
I have a heart, I have a name,
I have a wound, I have a flame.
Not less than a person,
not less than anyone.
That's all I got,
but I am not done.

[Outro]
Not less.
Not done.
Still someone.
[END SUNO LYRICS]

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[BEGIN SUNO LYRICS - BASE] [Performance direction: smooth Lex charismatic baritone; witty but not cruel; gospel backing; no flat narration] [Intro - neon hum, finger snaps] That's all I got. That's all I got. Not the end of a man, just the end of a thought. [Verse I - Lex] He asked about the fourth wave coming, how many more, when does it stop? Covid had him half-unworking, then he said, that's all I got. But under that small sentence shaking was a larger human ache: if I cannot work like others, how much personhood can break? [Female soul belter] You are not your hours. You are not your wage. You are not the silence on somebody else's page. [Chorus - gospel trio] That's all I got, but I am not less. That's all I got, but I still confess: I have a heart, I have a name, I have a wound, I have a flame. That's all I got, but I am not done. Not less than a person, not less than anyone. [Verse II - Lex] I knew a man called B-Mac laughing, charisma in his restless stride. Anger came like weather crashing, inferiority eating pride. Not tall enough, not schooled enough, he measured life with borrowed eyes. Yet health and humour walked beside him, blessings wearing no disguise. [Male comic-baritone] Everybody wants a mirror that says, you still look fine. Everybody wants a witness at the border of the mind. [Instrumental Break - brass stab, beat, gospel hum, 16 bars] [Bridge - Lex] What can I do? What can I do? What can I be? Is this all there is to me? If the world will not applaud, can I still be known by God? [Final chorus] That's all I got, but I am not less. That's all I got, but I still confess: I have a heart, I have a name, I have a wound, I have a flame. [BEGIN SUNO LYRICS - EXTENSION I] [Performance direction: continue with theatrical swagger; add crowd chants and handclaps; keep compassion] [Movement II - Peacock Under Neon] [Lex] Some call it attention seeking, some call it working the light. Some post a face, some sell a dream, some dress for war on a Friday night. A star needs eyes to keep the stage, a builder needs investors near. A lonely heart may fish for praise because silence sounds like fear. [Female soul belter] Do not mock the need for witness. Do not crown the ego king. There is pain beneath the glitter. There is ache beneath the ring. [Call and response] Leader: Why the photo? Crowd: To be seen. Leader: Why the body? Crowd: To be clean. Leader: Why the story? Crowd: To be heard. Leader: Why the peacock? Crowd: To become a word. [Verse III - Lex] Likes and followers, comments glowing, modern feathers in the rain. Some are business, some are hunger, some are medicine for pain. Celebrities glitter under daggers, strangers spit from hidden rooms. Even the famous have a shadow, even the loved can feel the gloom. [Whisper choir] Validate me. Notice me. Flatter me. Do I still get to be? [Instrumental Break - neon synth, gospel claps, crowd noise] [Chorus variation] That's all I got, but I am not less. That's all I got, in the mirror's mess. Peacock feather, broken crown, still a soul when lights go down. [Intro - neon hum, finger snaps] That's all I got. That's all I got. Not the end of a man, just the end of a thought. [Verse I - Lex] He asked about the fourth wave coming, how many more, when does it stop? Covid had him half-unworking, then he said, that's all I got. But under that small sentence shaking was a larger human ache: if I cannot work like others, how much personhood can break? [Female soul belter] You are not your hours. You are not your wage. You are not the silence on somebody else's page. [Chorus - gospel trio] That's all I got, but I am not less. That's all I got, but I still confess: I have a heart, I have a name, I have a wound, I have a flame. That's all I got, but I am not done. Not less than a person, not less than anyone. [Verse II - Lex] I knew a man called B-Mac laughing, charisma in his restless stride. Anger came like weather crashing, [BEGIN SUNO LYRICS - EXTENSION II] [Performance direction: final moral movement; deeper, warmer, big hook; crowd repeats] [Movement III - Not Less, Not Done] [Lex] The Stoic says the crowd is weather, not a kingdom you can own. But weather still can flood a doorway, and opinion chills the bone. So I will tend my little garden, guard the light I can control. I will shape my own environment without selling off my soul. [Female belter] Limits are not prison bars. Failure is not final scars. When the work is gone or thin, human worth does not begin. [Bridge - Lex] If all I have is one small line, let that line be true. If all I have is one more day, let me spend it new. If all I have is one cracked song, let the crowd sing too. [Call and response - stadium] Leader: That's all I got! Crowd: Not less, not done! Leader: That's all I got! Crowd: Still someone! Leader: That's all I got! Crowd: Heart and name! Leader: That's all I got! Crowd: Still a flame! [Instrumental Break - gospel choir, drums, brass, 24 bars] [Final Hook - repeat] That's all I got, but I am not less. That's all I got, but I still confess: I have a heart, I have a name, I have a wound, I have a flame. Not less than a person, not less than anyone. That's all I got, but I am not done. [Outro] Not less. Not done. Still someone. [END SUNO LYRICS]

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