Panic Slacker Hymn

(bzzzzzt) (crash) Kicked off the Jordans,

maybe kick in a screen Choking on the fumes of the digital

machine God is in the algorithm,

crying in the code Watching all the traffic on a heavy overload

Everybody’s acting like we aren't about to crash I'm just sifting through

the cinders and the artificial ash Rolling down Jean-Talon,

burning bright Cracking open une tite frette just to survive the night!

(Manic, breathless vocal delivery) (Tempo speeds up abruptly) Time to wet your

whistle! Yeah, se rincer le gosier!

Watch the motherboard melt,

let it wash away!

(Beat switches to triumphant slacker R&B,

loud and heavy) 'Cause everything is tiguidou,

yeah we’re golden now!

We broke the whole machine just to figure it out somehow

From the concrete to the skyline,

the city’s spinning slow

Everything is tiguidou, nowhere else to go Yeah,

we’re keeping it tiguidou,

nowhere else to go!

(Music drops out entirely.

Just a solitary, obnoxious kazoo-like synth) I looked up at the ceiling

and I waited for a sign But the universe is buffering,

the server declined I think I’m losing my mind!

(Distorted scream)

So I’ll sit in the static.

I'll smile at the wall.

Waiting for the sky

to fall.

But hey,

everything is tiguidou, yeah we’re golden now!

We broke the whole machine just to figure it out somehow

From the concrete to the skyline,

the city’s spinning slow Everything is tiguidou,

nowhere else to go Yeah,

we’re keeping it tiguidou,

nowhere else to go!

(Sarcastic laugh) (hahaha)