[singer A] music is life music is fife music is rife music is pipe music is flute music is toot music is poot music is doot music is scoot music is woot unlike you i know what to do i type because its there and i also do not care i am not afraid i'm am not scared your ears cannot handle they are underprepared [transition] [singer B] Music is the light that shines in darkness Music is a beacon Music is the light that shines in the darkness Music is the beacon Music makes the tragedy of life bearable Music makes the tragedy of life Music makes the tragedy of Music makes the tragedy Music makes the Music makes MUSIC [transition] [singer A] freedom isn't free it costs a hefty fuckin fee if i didn't live here i'd be dead somewhere you feel me? we up IN this BITCH UP IN THIS BITCH IN THIS BITCH THIS BITCH BITCH [transition] [singer B] From Echo to Signalatrum, watch me teach How to twist a skyline till the stars all screech I remix gravity, fold that beat Shuffle up the floorboards under your feet From Echo to Signalatrum, here’s the play Blend a little thunder with cartoon clay Cheeky little chuckle in the chords I spray I can shake this remix any time of day [transition] [singer A] music is life music is fife music is rife music is pipe music is flute music is toot music is poot music is doot music is scoot music is woot [singer B] Echo in the rafters, Signalatrum below I tilt one fader and the whole room glows Three proud cellos in a final show Bowing to the joke in the afterglow I fade that skyline into dotted light Tripled backbeat skipping out of sight "That’s how it’s done," I say to the night Then mute the world with a playful bite
