        experimental rock, David Bowie, glam rock, electronic rock

Tune It In

[Intro]
Ghost reception, coloured haze
Digital breakfast on a tray
Broken signals on parade
Half-forgotten satellite ballet

[Verse 0]
White noise fever in my ear
Red cassette dreams from the shelf
Cardboard faces disappear
Swapping channels with myself

[Verse 1]
Red velvet chair turned upside down
Numbers flicker on the screen
Paper houses, painted frown
Living scenes in black machine

Circuit laughter cracks the air
Silver linings run from view
People moving, never there
Static voices like a zoo

[Pre-Chorus]
I see shadows in the frame
Lost reflections, no one’s name

[Chorus]
My screen breaks in static dreams
Someone’s crawling out the code
Colour burning through my seams
Cassettes spin, the wires go rogue

[Post-Chorus]
Hey hey, tune it in
Hey hey, tune it in

[Verse 2]
Silver tongue, electric queen
Fruits of chaos from the maze
Velvet patterns, plastic scene
Pixel madness, hey, tune it in

[Bridge]
Crossed out signals on the wall
Mirror faces slip away
Synthetic voices make the call
Glass confessions on display

[Chorus]
My screen breaks in static dreams
Someone’s crawling out the code
Color burning through my seams
Cassettes spin, the wires go rogue

[Drop]
Hey hey, tune it in
Hey hey, tune it in
Oh oh, tune it in
Hey hey, tune it in

[Outro]
Wires tangle in my sleep
Transmissions twist around my mind
Neon shadows start to weep
Left on airwaves undefined

[Drop]
Hey hey, tune it in
Hey hey, tune it in
Lost it in
