Create no-wave art punk lyrics for deadpan female vocals with occasional sharp yelps and brief spoken word segments, referencing Talking Heads’ deadpan wit and Bush Tetras’ jagged street poetry. BPM 128-168, key: atonal with snappy pop hooks, core instrumentation: scratchy jaguar guitar, fretless bass, Roland TR-606 drum machine, vox continental organ, skronking trumpet. Lyric theme: sardonic, dryly intellectual observations of awkward art gallery opening small talk, paired with imagery of chipped neon wine glasses, half-broken installation projectors sputtering static, and strangers exchanging over-rehearsed hot takes they don’t believe. Tone is edgy, danceably detached, equal parts snarky and bored, fitting short punchy structure with abrupt tonal shifts.
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[Intro] [Verse] Chipped neon glass Watch the minutes pass Projector spits blue Static looks brand new You say it's post art I say it's too smart [Pre-Chorus] Nods in the room Brushing off the gloom Staring at the broom Waiting for the boom [Chorus] Let's talk about the space I hate your face We rest our case At a very slow pace (Yelp!) What a disgrace! [Hook] So chic, so dry Don't ask me why Just wave goodbye Underneath the sky [Verse] He quotes French books Giving sideways looks She fakes a smile Walking down the aisle (Spoken: I read the essay) (Spoken: Nothing left to say) [Pre-Chorus] Nods in the room Brushing off the gloom Staring at the broom Waiting for the boom [Chorus] Let's talk about the space I hate your face We rest our case At a very slow pace (Yelp!) What a disgrace! [Breakdown] No sound, just noise Bored girls, sad boys Concrete on the floor Head out the door [Bridge] They sell the air With a vacant stare No one seems to care It is very rare [Chorus] Let's talk about the space I hate your face We rest our case At a very slow pace (Yelp!) What a disgrace! [Outro]
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