My Safe Word is More
This chaotic alt-R&B fusion launches with a muffled, wobbly drum loop drenched in delay under a deep Santeria-inspired sub-bass drone. Lo-fi pop textures meet a detuned, distorted banjo in conversation with a bizarre, effects-laden fiddling. Swaggering New Orleans Bounce grooves and vallenato folk fragments weave in and out, all supporting airy, falsetto vocals delivered with a bored, Hispanic-accented phrasing. The arrangement layers playful bluegrass licks, shifting harmonies, and unexpected production jolts for a psychedelic, sexually charged journey.
My Safe Word is More
This chaotic alt-R&B fusion launches with a muffled, wobbly drum loop drenched in delay under a deep Santeria-inspired sub-bass drone. Lo-fi pop textures meet a detuned, distorted banjo in conversation with a bizarre, effects-laden fiddling. Swaggering New Orleans Bounce grooves and vallenato folk fragments weave in and out, all supporting airy, falsetto vocals delivered with a bored, Hispanic-accented phrasing. The arrangement layers playful bluegrass licks, shifting harmonies, and unexpected production jolts for a psychedelic, sexually charged journey.
Lyrics
Intro
Dusty vinyl crackle and hiss
A slow, wobbly drum loop kicks in: Doom-Cha... Doom-Cha
Detuned banjo riff plays a chromatic, sliding melody
Deep, unsettling sub-bass drone vibrates the floor
Taint sighs, high falsetto, sounding exhausted
(Ay...)
You going to tie the knot or just look at it?
My wrists are getting chilly.
And I have a reservation at the buffet.
So...
(Vamonos)
Chorus
Fiddle screeches in a dissonant, rhythmic loop
Bass gets louder and nastier
Papi, I’m a rubber band.
I stretch and I snap and I do it on command.
You bring the whip and you bring the chain.
I’m drinking the pleasure and eating the pain.
Won't ask you to stop, get my ass on the floor.
Didn't ask for your advice and my safe word is...More!
Verse 1
Beat switches to a double-time New Orleans Bounce
Banjo plays fast, intricate rolls
I been to the edge of the galaxy rim.
I found me a demon and I slept with him.
(And a her, and a them, and a it and a when)
The universe trying to crush me to dust.
But I am protected by layers of lust.
You tighten the screw and you sharpen the knife.
I’m having the boringest time of the life.
Is that all you got? Is that your big sting?
I fought better vice at a jewelry ring.
You think you can ever hurt me?
Chorus
Papi, I’m a rubber band.
I stretch and I snap and I do it on command.
You bring the whip and you bring the chain.
I’m drinking the pleasure and eating the pain.
Won't ask you to stop, get my ass on the floor.
Next time I won't ask nice, my safe word is...More!
Verse 2
Music slows down to a sludge tempo
Vallenato accordion wheezes in the background
Your ego is fragile, your leather is cheap.
I’m counting the sheep while you trying to creep.
You want me to beg and you want me to cry.
But my tear ducts are dusty and totally dry.
I’m passive aggressive, I’m lying supine.
I’m waiting for you to cross over the line.
Hit me with physics, charm or opiate.
I’m putting it all on my dinner plate.
Bridge
Chaotic noise breakdown
Fiddle and Banjo fighting for dominance
Taint giggling in falsetto
Harder.
(Yawn)
Harder.
Sound of wrist check
(Really?)
(That’s it?)
My grandmother brings it harder.
And she is a ghost.
(Ay, que flojera)
You think you can even hurt me?
Chorus
Full chaotic instrumentation returns
Papi, I’m a rubber band.
I stretch and I snap and I do it on command.
You bring the whip and you bring the chain.
I’m drinking the pleasure and eating the pain.
Won't ask you to stop, get my ass on the floor.
If I told you twice, my safe word is...More!
Outro
Sub-bass drone takes over
Banjo fades into a delay echo
Taint speaking softly
Okay, we done?