Stop The Train
[dolby atmos], syncopated and punchy darkstep drums and percussion. hard hitting bassline. A post-punk revival track with syncopated indietronica beats and crisp, angular guitars woven over deep pulsing synths, Ironically delivered and highly dynamic male electropunk vocals cut through, contrasted by processed and syncopated electronic backing, layered brass section, especially chopped saxophones, bring soaring energy in chorus and bridge, with vibrant, syncopated shifts and bold, dynamic instrumentation throughout
Stop The Train
[dolby atmos], syncopated and punchy darkstep drums and percussion. hard hitting bassline. A post-punk revival track with syncopated indietronica beats and crisp, angular guitars woven over deep pulsing synths, Ironically delivered and highly dynamic male electropunk vocals cut through, contrasted by processed and syncopated electronic backing, layered brass section, especially chopped saxophones, bring soaring energy in chorus and bridge, with vibrant, syncopated shifts and bold, dynamic instrumentation throughout
Lyrics
Got a lifetime achievement
In being an underachiever,
Yeah, no time for commitments,
Screw, the agnostics, and believers, (uh)
Read the fine print, baby
I just do what I want,
My rule book is out of ink,
And, I, was, only, on, page, one (what!?)
And I’ll keep going again and again and again and again and again and again and again!
Stop the train, drop the rails,
I want 360 movement, grooving,
Moving all the way, away from your shame,
Not playing any games with what I’m saying,
Yeah, you’re to blame if all else goes down the drain
Long term thinking’s for the dummies and the squares,
If you dare to be blinking then poof I’m not there,
I’m always in the moment, going faster than your brain,
Ignorin’ your groanin’ is worth all the pain! (Eh!)
I’m like an elevator, but I can go side to side,
Just a large steel box, I’ll squash ya or you’ll hide, I
Don’t know who you are, and neither do I care,
You’re the drunk, I’m the bar,
Yeah, and I’m all out of beer! (What!?)
And I’ll keep going again and again and again and again and again and again and again!
Stop the train, drop the rails,
I want 360 movement, grooving,
Moving all the way, away from your shame,
Not playing any games with what I’m saying,
Yeah, you’re to blame if all else goes down the drain
I got the chains chained up,
Locked up behind a titanium wall,
Call me reckless call me stupid,
But don’t expect me to fall!
My journal’s in the trash,
Had it smashed,
It’s what i do
To my stash
I’m like an untied shoelace,
Flailing around and proud,
No predetermined destination,
Just a nice excuse to be loud (what!?)
And if I ever slow down,
And share my stare with you,
Know I won’t be sticking around,
Just charging up for round two! (OH!)
Stop the train, drop the rails,
I want 360 movement, grooving,
Moving all the way, away from your shame,
Not playing any games with what I’m saying,
Yeah, you’re to blame if all else, goes, down, the, drain
And I’ll keep going again and again and again and again and again and again and again!
Stop the train, drop the rails,
I want 360 movement, grooving,
Moving, away, from, your, shame, (yeah)
You’re to blame if all else goes down the drain, drain, drain, drain, drain, drain!
And I’ll keep going again and again and again and again and again and again and again