Turn the Neon off

Yo... this one goes out to every songwriter who ran out of ideas and typed “original song” into ChatGPT. To every city that apparently exists only at midnight. To every lonely synth player standing underneath a purple sign. And to you, Las Vegas. We get it. You have neon. But seriously... Who still uses neon? Neon lights Neon nights Neon dreams Neon skies Neon hearts Neon signs Neon everything... CAN WE PLEASE TURN THE NEON OFF? Neon again Here we go, another glowing night Neon again Purple shadows, pink and cyan light Neon again K-pop, rock, country, metal, jazz Neon...neon...neon...NEON! I thought neon lived in Las Vegas Buzzing over casinos and cheap motel beds Maybe on a diner sign at 2 AM Where some guy named Johnny forgets who he is again But now it's everywhere I look Every bedroom, every lyric, every hook A lonely girl beneath a neon glow Staring at the rain because apparently that's the show Neon again Give me one more electric cliché Neon again “Lost in the city” for the 700th day Neon again Blue reflection on a windowpane Neon...neon...NEON IN THE RAIN! Who is buying all this neon? Who installs it? Who maintains it? Who wakes up and says: “Yeah, the room needs more cyan.” I walked into a coffee shop Neon. I opened a music video Neon. I looked at an album cover Neon. I asked an AI for something original... NEON. Come on! Every chorus needs a glowing street Every verse needs a midnight beat Every character is “beautifully lost” Every rooftop comes with a neon cross Pink city lights, electric haze Synthwave sadness for seven minutes straight A cigarette, a taxi, a window, a sign Congratulations, you've discovered 1989 Neon again Paint the loneliness in ultraviolet Neon again Make the heartbreak somehow fluorescent Neon again Put a glowing halo on the pain Neon...neon...NEON IN THE RAIN! And why is everybody driving at night? Nobody has a destination Nobody has a job Nobody has insurance They're just driving through downtown Under neon lights Thinking deep thoughts. What happened to daylight? Where are the beige songs? Where are the ugly apartments? Where are the fluorescent office lights? Give me a song about somebody doing their taxes at 3 PM. No neon. Please. I don't want another “city glowing underneath my skin” I don't want another “electric heartbeat pulling me in” I don't want another “we're young forever in the ultraviolet” We're not. We're thirty-seven. We have lower back pain. And the neon sign is probably an LED anyway. Neon again Every songwriter found the same old button Neon again Every prompt comes back looking futuristic Neon again ChatGPT, please invent something new Neon...neon...NEON...WHY? Maybe the real neon was the neon we made along the way. No. Delete that. That's exactly the kind of line I'm talking about. I’m done with neon I’m done with glowing streets I’m done with purple heartbreak And synthetic summer heat I'm done with cyber sunsets And fluorescent romance If one more singer says “electric soul” I'm leaving the dance Turn off the sign Kill the purple light Give me a normal street At a normal time of night No neon No neon No neon tonight ... Wait. Why is that sign glowing? ... NEON AGAIN. Neon again Here we go, another glowing night Neon again Apparently everything must shine Neon again I thought we finally killed this song... Neon... neon... neon... SCROLL DOWN. “10 Neon Pop Songs You’ll Love in 2026” ... No. NO. NEON AGAIN!