NO PUNCHLINE (TechnoPlop Madness Remix)

techno-pop, hyperactive electro-pop, dance-punk club remix

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(Verse 1)
We’re talking shop, we’re keeping it professional,
But you’re acting like your boundary's optional.
Just because I’m here, just because I post,
Doesn't mean I’m looking for your "juvenile" ghost.
You’re testing the water, you’re dropping the bait,
Checking for a reaction, then you wait, wait, wait.
It’s not art, it’s not a "vibe," it’s not a conversation,
It’s just a lack of class and a total frustration.

(Chorus)
I’m not the audience for your circus show!
Keep your "comedy" where the low-lifes go!
You’re acting too familiar with a face you don't know,
Looking for a laugh where the respect should grow!
It’s a risky move, and you’re playing it whack,
You’re just another verse in a "creep"-style track!

(Verse 2)
Slide in the DM, thinking you’re the main act,
But your self-respect is a thing that you lack.
You post it in the feed? Yeah, that’s your right,
But sending it to me? Man, stay out of sight.
It’s a "joke" for the boys, it’s a "bro" kind of move,
But I’m not in the circle, I’ve got nothing to prove.
You’re guessing my taste, you’re taking a chance,
But all you’re doing is a desperate dance.

(Verse 3)
Unfollow, refollow, checking on the stats,
Like a digital rat running laps on the mats.
There’s a line in the sand, there’s a wall in the way,
And you tripped over both in the middle of the day.
It doesn't matter who you are or what you’ve got at home,
Keep that juvenile energy on your own damn phone.
I’m here for the craft, I’m here for the art,
And you’re just the glitch that’s falling apart!

(Outro)
[Music speeds up into a chaotic, distorted circus finale]
[Snarling voice]
Know your place.
Know the limit.
[Sound of a digital "Delete" sound effect followed by a heavy slam and echo]
(end)

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(Intro) [Sound of a distorted, slow-turning crank on a jack-in-the-box] [Heavy, glitched 808 bass kick starts] [A low, distorted female whisper] You really thought this was the one? You thought you were being funny? ...Cute. (Verse 1) We’re talking shop, we’re keeping it professional, But you’re acting like your boundary's optional. Just because I’m here, just because I post, Doesn't mean I’m looking for your "juvenile" ghost. You’re testing the water, you’re dropping the bait, Checking for a reaction, then you wait, wait, wait. It’s not art, it’s not a "vibe," it’s not a conversation, It’s just a lack of class and a total frustration. (Chorus) I’m not the audience for your circus show! Keep your "comedy" where the low-lifes go! You’re acting too familiar with a face you don't know, Looking for a laugh where the respect should grow! It’s a risky move, and you’re playing it whack, You’re just another verse in a "creep"-style track! (Verse 2) Slide in the DM, thinking you’re the main act, But your self-respect is a thing that you lack. You post it in the feed? Yeah, that’s your right, But sending it to me? Man, stay out of sight. It’s a "joke" for the boys, it’s a "bro" kind of move, But I’m not in the circle, I’ve got nothing to prove. You’re guessing my taste, you’re taking a chance, But all you’re doing is a desperate dance. (Chorus) I’m not the audience for your circus show! Keep your "comedy" where the low-lifes go! You’re acting too familiar with a face you don't know, Looking for a laugh where the respect should grow! It’s a risky move, and you’re playing it whack, You’re just another verse in a "creep"-style track! (Verse 3) Unfollow, refollow, checking on the stats, Like a digital rat running laps on the mats. There’s a line in the sand, there’s a wall in the way, And you tripped over both in the middle of the day. It doesn't matter who you are or what you’ve got at home, Keep that juvenile energy on your own damn phone. I’m here for the craft, I’m here for the art, And you’re just the glitch that’s falling apart! (Outro) [Music speeds up into a chaotic, distorted circus finale] [Snarling voice] Know your place. Know the limit. [Sound of a digital "Delete" sound effect followed by a heavy slam and echo] (end)

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