    
A Nominal Free

[Intro] [Bright, brassy fanfare; settles into lush strings and a gentle bongo shuffle]

[Verse]
Oh, where was I before you came along?
You said you really liked my song
You offered praise and promotion
With a smile as wide as the ocean
You liked my track, then you shared the view
As if the world was waiting just for you

[Chorus] [Soaring melodic swell]
"I’ve been listening to your work," you said
While the bots were tucked into bed
"I can make you a star, for a nominal fee"
In a world of synthetic company
Oh, the strings are high and the pitch is sweet
But there’s nobody walking on your digital street

[Bridge] [Music drops to a soft piano and bass; spoken with a suave, martini-dry warmth] 
"You know, kid... I see something in you.
Something the algorithm missed.
Just click the link in my bio... and let's make some magic. (Cash only, of course.)"

[Verse] [Vibrato-heavy, smooth and romantic]
Then she came, with a name like a breeze
She said, "Your music brought me to my knees"
"I’ve been following your work for a long, long while"
(I could practically hear her digital smile)

[Chorus] [With even more orchestral confidence]
"I’ve been listening to your work," you said
While the bots were tucked into bed
"I can make you a star, for a nominal fee"
In a world of synthetic company
Oh, the strings are high and the pitch is sweet
But there’s nobody walking on your digital street

[Verse] [Conversational; singer leaning over the piano lid]
So I said, "Tell me more, dear, but here’s the thing— 
Don’t try to sell me a golden ring.
No promo packages, no 'Growth on the Chart'..."

[The "Twist" Musical Break] [The orchestra abruptly stops. A single triangle dings. Silence for four beats.]

[Verse] [The music returns; jaunty, finger-snapping tempo]
And the silence was a symphony, pure and grand
The shortest romance in all the land
She didn't have an idea, she didn't have a soul
Just a 'Silver Tier' plan and a marketing goal.

[Chorus] [Grand Finale style] 
"I’ve been listening to your work," you said
While the bots were tucked into bed
"I can make you a star, for a nominal fee"
In a world of synthetic company
Oh, the strings are high and the pitch is sweet
But there’s nobody walking on your digital street

[Outro] [Big orchestral finish—glockenspiel and a final horn blast]
 Yes, you’re listening to my work...
Just like a shark listens to a splash!
 [Music fades to a single piano chord] 
Look at that... "Deleted User." 
[Whispered] Simply charming.
 [Click. Silence.]

Style/Genre: 1972 Easy Listening, Orchestral Pop, Mid-tempo Bossa Nova rhythm.
Instrumentation: Sweeping cinematic string section, warm brass swells, elegant concert grand piano, subtle percussion (bongos and shakers), and a melodic glockenspiel.
Vocals: Rich, velvety baritone with a classic 1970s vibrato. Smooth, suave delivery, transitioning into an intimate spoken-word bridge.
Production: Vintage analog studio warmth, high-fidelity, wide stereo field, lush reverb on the vocals. In the style of Andy Williams and Perry Como.