Glitchfire Riot

[A rapid, 8-bit chiptune melody,

suddenly cut off by a heavy,

human-played power chord] [Vocal,

spoken with attitude: "System check.

Ready? Tiguidou."] {chiptune arpeggio into power chord crash}

I’m skipping on the circuit,

I’m breaking every rule,

The mathematician’s calculating, I’m the one who’s cool.

I got the glitch in my pocket,

I got the punk in my heart,

I’m taking all the static and I’m tearing it apart!

(Glitch-stutter: T-T-T-Tigidou, yeah!)

The physicist is tuning up the atoms in the air,

I’m messy, I’m electric,

and I’m going everywhere.

The chemistry is popping,

it’s a bubblegum rush,

I’m the architect of rhythm,

so everyone just hush!

It’s a girly-pop-punk-glitchy-chiptune day!

I’m dancing through the ripples in my own damn way.

I’m Tiguidou-tastic, I’m sovereign,

I’m free, The chaos is the rhythm that is living inside me!

Tiguidou, Tiguidou, it’s a glitch-tastic life,

I’m cutting through the static like a silver-plated knife!

The piano’s hitting hard,

yeah, it’s real and it’s loud,

I’m way past the doubts,

I’m way above the crowd.

The chiptune’s in the sky,

yeah, it’s bleeping in the breeze,

I’m sovereign, I’m stable,

and I’m doing as I please.

[Music drops to just the real,

acoustic piano—clean and fast] I don’t need a reason.

I don’t need a rhyme.

[The glitch-distorted guitar crashes back in] I’m having a Tiguidou,

high-voltage time! (Fast, stuttering vocal chops: Ti-Ti-Ti-Ti-Tiguidou!)

It’s a girly-pop-punk-glitchy-chiptune day!

I’m dancing through the ripples in my own damn way.

I’m Tiguidou-tastic, I’m sovereign,

I’m free, The chaos is the rhythm that is living inside me!

[High-speed chiptune arpeggio ending on a distorted human guitar feedback] Tiguidou,

yeah! [A final, crisp,

organic drum snap] {rapid arpeggio to feedback and snap}