[Key: E funk bass lines over Drop D power chords, Chord Progression: i-bVII-iv riff figure, BPM: 144 single tempo throughout, Style: Aggressive Funk-Hardcore Fusion, Prussian Education / Obedience Drill concept, Vocal Identity: male vocalist, clipped spoken cadence cold and sardonic on verses, eerie dissonant melodic hook on choruses, scream and guttural growl bursts erupting through the sardonic delivery at targeted moments, gang vocals under bridge] [Grinding Instrumental Start, 4 bars, Drop D Riff with Funk Bass Syncopation Underneath, Aggressive From First Hit] [Clipped Verse One, 16 bars, Cold Sardonic Delivery Over Funk-Metal Groove] Mouths shut, eyes up front. Keep your head down and do what they want Line up by the number, match your name to the list The bell don't ring for knowledge, it rings like a shift. (MOVE) Raise it before you speak it, and don't ask why Sit still. Stay quiet. Color inside the lines. They grade the posture harder than they grade what's in your mind. Fire drill formation, back to the wall, count off in time. (FALL IN) Don't buck the system, head down, and listen [Soaring Chorus One, 8 bars, Eerie Dissonant Melodic Hook, Full Band Lift] They don't want your questions, they want your feet in time March it, mark it, sign it on the dotted line Good little soldier, good little hand Raised on a bell in a promised land [Clipped Verse Two, 16 bars, Cold Sardonic Delivery, Building Toward Wider Scream Bursts] Same drill in the gym as they run in the yard. Count off by the numbers, learn the playbook fast and hard They don't teach you to think, they teach you where to stand. (STAND DOWN) Crush your curiosity with an iron hand. Every hallway's a column they already walked. Every question you're thinking, somebody's already blocked. (BLOCKED) The kid who never folds gets a note sent back home. Compliance is the lesson, drilled deep in your bones. [Soaring Chorus Two, 8 bars, Eerie Dissonant Melodic Hook] They don't want your questions, they want your feet in time March it, mark it, sign it on the dotted line Good little soldier, good little hand Raised on a bell in a promised land [Grinding Bridge, 8 bars, Funk and Metal Locked Together, Gang Vocals] (One for the desk) (Two for the drill) (Three for the hand that's steady and still) (Put the pencils down. Look at your hands.) [Full Rage Verse Three, 16 bars, Scream and Growl Bursts Throughout, Ragged Unhinged Phrasing] Straight lines. Straight rows. Straight into the door. Nobody's asking what all the straight lines are for. ( WHY) They built it like a hallway, they built it like a vein. Everybody moving the exact same way. Stand when they tell you. Sit when they say. (SIT DOWN) You'll get your answers tomorrow just submit for today. Do what they say. I'm done standing still for a bell I didn't ring. I'm done raising my hand for the lies that they sling. [Final Chorus, 8 bars, Eerie Dissonant Melodic Hook Intensified, Gang Vocals Layered Underneath, Full Band Maximum] They don't want your questions, they want your feet in time March it, mark it, sign it on the dotted line Good little soldier, good little hand Raised on a bell in a promised land [Sudden Cutoff, 2 bars, Hard Immediate Stop, No Tail]
