Bold drop and we’re reeling
with the pace of the run
and the bump
and the hauling.
These hands got the feeling.
Move!
We’re coming to deal you and soothe.
Super-ly, be floating like bee.
One touch renaissance.
Penance for the wiring.
Bring me toys, bring me toys.
Mood.
Bring me toys, bring me toys.
Alright.
Cooked well.
Can make a world
with the bolts
and the cogs
and the chalk
and the mind meld.
One sun, one god, and one moon.
Raise a magnificent tomb.
Quick burst.
Colour the room with Stardew love
and the pixels that swoon.
Hot putty.
So fluid on the keys.
That boss never, never coming back.
You watch, gonna move these feet.
Gonna step out the beat
with the grace of an army.
Next?
- Files in Franky shared folder
- Get “one god” bit from second verse take and then remove
- Cut all the meh ideas
- Compress vocal
- “marsh mellow cognisance”
- Shaker/tambo in chorus
(Previously called “These Feet”)
