[Spoken Intro: music drops out, dry conversational voice] Nothing happened? Perfect. I panicked just in case. [Verse 1] [Style: Light rap verses, conversational, bouncy groove] I’m a catastrophe coordinator, Future-problem generator. Got a spreadsheet for the storm, Color-coded, neat and warm. Nothing happened? Cool. I still checked the whole town. Marked the exits in green, Then I stress-walked around. I packed a bag for no disaster, Practiced breathing slightly faster. Made a list of things to fear, Then saved it for later this year. [Pre-Chorus] [Build-up: Groovy bassline intensifies, drums driving] I got a little voice That says, “Better be ready.” So I label every box, And I hold the panic steady. [Chorus] [Style: CATCHY SING-ALONG, crunchy electric guitar, loud dynamics] I scheduled panic anyway, I scheduled panic anyway. If it goes wrong, I’m already there, With a folding chair and emergency flair. I scheduled panic anyway, I scheduled panic anyway. Nothing’s on fire, but just for fun, I planned the exit before we begun. [Verse 2] [Style: Funky rhythm, crisp drums, spacious delivery] I got snack bags lined up neat, Flashlights by the door. Backup plans for backup plans, And one backup more. You call it overkill, I call it peace of mind. When the ceiling cracks a little, I’m already in line. I don’t need a warning sign, I’ll invent one right on time. If the sky looks kind and clear, I ask, “What’s it hiding here?” [Pre-Chorus] I keep a spare excuse For the mess I expect. If the world behaves politely, I still double-check. [Chorus] I scheduled panic anyway, I scheduled panic anyway. If it goes wrong, I’m already there, With a folding chair and emergency flair. I scheduled panic anyway, I scheduled panic anyway. Nothing’s on fire, but just for fun, I planned the exit before we begun. [Bridge] [Style: Half-spoken, music stripped back to bass and drums only] Baby, I’m not crazy, I’m just early to the fear. I keep receipts for disaster, So the ending’s crystal clear. Call it anxious innovation, Call it mental preparation. If peace arrives, I’ll let it stay— But I scheduled panic anyway. [Final Chorus: Maximum energy, full punchy production, bigger sound] I scheduled panic anyway, I scheduled panic anyway. If it goes wrong, I’m already there, With a folding chair and emergency flair. I scheduled panic anyway, I scheduled panic anyway. Nothing’s on fire, but just for fun, I planned the exit before we begun. [Spoken Outro: fading instruments, dry sarcastic tone] No worries. Everything’s fine. Probably. I checked. Twice. [End: Quick tight snare hit]
