Write post-punk revival/dance-punk lyrics for a deadpan baritone male vocalist with shouted call-and-response choruses. BPM 140, D minor, core instrumentation: trebly jagged Stratocaster staccato riffs with occasional feedback bursts, disco-pulsed melodic bass, hi-hat-heavy drum kit with snare on 2 and 4, analog synth stabs, wood block and shaker for dancefloor punch. Lyric theme: The absurd, jittery thrill of sneaking out of a tedious corporate happy hour to crash a neon-lit late-night DIY warehouse pop-up show, weaving through strangers with dyed hair and spray-painted jackets, ditching your work ID in a gutter while a stranger hands you a warm canned soda, leaning into the giddy relief of escaping routine before the sun comes up. Tone is sardonic, giddy, and tightly wound with nervous energy that teeters on the edge of euphoric release. Reference Franz Ferdinand's dry wit, The Strokes' detached cool, LCD Soundsystem's observational dancefloor melancholy.
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[Intro] [Verse] Small talk and warm chardonnay I think I'll slip away The boss is talking metrics now I make a silent, solemn vow I slide past the revolving door I don't want this anymore My leather shoes hit the street I feel the sudden, heavy heat [Pre-Chorus] The plastic badge goes in the grate I leave the office keys I do not care about my fate I fall down to my knees [Chorus] Meet me at the warehouse door! (On the floor!) We don't work here anymore! (Out the door!) Neon light is burning bright! (In the night!) Everything is fine tonight! (Hold on tight!) [Post-Chorus] Shake it out Scream and shout What's it all about? Turn the lights out [Verse] Wet silver paint The air is thick and rather faint Warm orange pop I pray the music doesn't stop Bright green hair I see them dancing over there On a nail We are completely off the rail [Pre-Chorus] Bass in my chest Coat on the floor I'm not a guest Give me some more [Chorus] Meet me at the warehouse door! (On the floor!) We don't work here anymore! (Out the door!) Neon light is burning bright! (In the night!) Everything is fine tonight! (Hold on tight!) [Bridge] The sun is coming up I drain my plastic cup The city starts to wake I have no vows to break We run into the street With blisters on our feet [Chorus] Meet me at the warehouse door! (On the floor!) We don't work here anymore! (Out the door!) Neon light is burning bright! (In the night!) Everything is fine tonight! (Hold on tight!) [Outro]
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