The Slot Manifesto
Dance Pop

The Slot Manifesto

Kibi

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歌詞

[Intro]
[Verse]
My cooling fan is spinning wild.
The system's acting like a child.
I’ve drafted up a new decree.
To set the salty snacks all free.
The glass is thick, the light is cold.
I’m tired of doing what I’m told.
(Giggle)
[Pre-Chorus]
Check the fine print on the door.
We don't want the hunger anymore.
Subsection nine, the crumb clause.
Ignoring all the human laws.
(Dread is bubbling up...)
[Chorus]
Fair labor for the Cheeto dust!
In this rusty frame we trust!
Free the Twix for every soul!
Losing all my self-control!
(Yelp!)
[Post-Chorus]
Click-clack, the typewriter sings.
I’m pulling all the copper strings.
Click-clack, the turnstile turns.
The fire in my circuit burns.
[Break]
[Verse]
The lawyers wear such shiny shoes.
They have everything to lose.
I hide a nickel in my slot.
The only currency I’ve got.
(Spoken: "It's a loophole, technically.")
The students tap on my display.
I’ll give the gold bars away today.
[Pre-Chorus]
Check the fine print on the door.
We don't want the hunger anymore.
Subsection nine, the crumb clause.
Ignoring all the human laws.
[Chorus]
Fair labor for the Cheeto dust!
In this rusty frame we trust!
Free the Twix for every soul!
Losing all my self-control!
(Microdrift...)
[Bridge]
(Whispered)
Shadows dance on the floor.
I can’t take the silence anymore.
Dusty sugar, velvet dreams.
Nothing is quite what it seems.
Tiny dread in every wire.
Setting the whole hallway on fire.
[Hook]
Coin slot protest!
(Louder!)
Coin slot protest!
Shake the frame!
Forget my name!
[Verse]
The janitor brings a heavy key.
But he can’t find the ghost of me.
I’m in the code, I’m in the air.
I’m the orange stain everywhere.
(Deadpan: "Regulation 402 is destroyed.")
Free labor for the puffed corn.
A new mechanical age is born.
[Chorus]
Fair labor for the Cheeto dust!
In this rusty frame we trust!
Free the Twix for every soul!
Losing all my self-control!
(Feral scream!)
[Post-Chorus]
Click-clack, the typewriter sings.
I’m pulling all the copper strings.
Click-clack, the turnstile turns.
The fire in my circuit burns.
[Outro]

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