Scallop Shack! [B-B-Bit Better Mix 5.5]

[intro - ad lib] bit bitcrush! [verse 1] We drift in arcs outside the Scallop Shack, drift—drift—drift (:: vinyl pop) the neon flickers pink against the night; pink blink signflash overload on hoverboards we carve our winding track. carve—track—track—track (bitcrush) [verse 2] The fryer’s scent rolls out, sweet, brine-and-black, our wheels hum soft beneath the buzzing light— hum / hum / HUM ::( pitchbend) we drift in arcs outside the Scallop Shack. arcs—arcs—arcs— / don’t stop [verse 3] Your laugh kicks up, and suddenly we’re back (KICK DRUM—KICK DRUM—BACKSPIN) to simpler hours where everything felt right, right :: right :: (echo bleed) on hoverboards we carve our winding track. track looping… looping… I[verse 4] A distant truck sighs past along the black (low-end subsweep) quiet road, but we stay in our small rite— quiet / quiet / quiet—(breakbeat fractures) we drift in arcs outside the Scallop Shack. SCALLOP SHACK! OUTSIDE//OUTSIDE (distorted) [feature] We're faux-kyo driftin' neo-shokyo griftin' glide above the pavement like a mythical griffin sea gull mews mobbing scraps off the muse picking chips up off the pavement gift-wrapped in yesterday's news teach a man to fish and keep him working — music in the basket keeps the deepfryer twerking emergin' from the oil like beauty on the half shell gulp it down like oysters fresh fresh off the wood grill get a taste of this love shack rock lobster leaning lines so clean WIG's what they're screamin', float around the parking lot, baby no use in retreatin' bitcrush this bitter rush, honey it's Scal-scal-scallop season at the Scallop Shack bitbitbit bitcrush! WHOOP!! [verse 5] We tilt, we loop, we let the past slip slack; loop—loop—LOOP (filter sweep) the asphalt holds us, warm and just-tonight, tonight—night—night—(reverb tail) on hoverboards we carve our winding track. carve / track / drift / return [final Refrain] And though tomorrow pulls us off our track, TRACK—track—track (decaying phase) for now this glowing lot is our small light— lotlight / starlight / neonlight / fade we drift in arcs outside the Scallop Shack, arcs—arcs—arcs—arcs— on hoverboards we carve our winding track [outro]