Flash lights, the bass is low.
You move fast, and yes, I know.
Raise your glass, let yourself go.
We don’t need any words tonight.

Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
Keep it classy, dance like you mean it, hey.
Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
We don’t do messy, just move, don’t say.

(Oh-oh)
Don’t talk, don’t talk, don’t—
(Oh-oh)
Don’t talk to the DJ.
(Oh-oh)
Trashy no, classy flow.
Spin that track, let’s go.

Strobe lights hit, bodies in time.
You look too good, staying in line.
No small talk, no rewind.
Just bass, sweat, and shine.

Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
Hands up classy, dance like you mean it, hey.
Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
We don’t do messy, just move, don’t say.

(Oh-oh)
Don’t talk, don’t talk, don’t—
(Oh-oh)
Don’t talk to the DJ.
(Oh-oh)
Keep that glow, feel that show.
Spin that track, let’s go.

Keep your vibe, don’t lose control.
Feel the beat, it feeds your soul.
Let the rhythm make the call.
The DJ’s world — that’s all.

Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
Keep it classy, dance like you mean it, hey.
Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
We don’t do messy, just move, don’t say.

Turn it up, don’t explain.
Lose the name, keep the flame.
Don’t be trashy, don’t talk to the DJ.
Just move, don’t say.

Don’t talk to the DJ

I'm just as mad as you are
But I'm glad that you are
Here right now with me

No more hurricanes
Tornadoes and earthquakes
The moon is safe
Let's make the move
Babe

Oh
We need to leave this planet
Oh
Let's make it through
Let's start new

Let's give it to the wealthy
Tell them that it's healthy
Give them all we have

The moon's an hour away
Just another day
I'll take care of you
Babe

Oh
We need to leave this planet
Oh
Let's make it through
Let's start new

Let's make the move
and find another groove

Oh
We need to leave this planet
Oh
Let's make it through
Let's start new

We Need to Leave This Planet

A real person
Are you a memory
Are you the man I fell in love with in my dreams
You came like an angel
Your wings are broken now
I'm tryna fix them up
But you're blocking me out
Are you a blessing
Are you a curse
Did I know you in another life
In another universe
Are you a boy
Or are you a man
Am I making any sense
Do you even understand

All of a sudden
All of a sudden

I feel so emotional
You make me so emotional
It's all so emotional
You make me so emotional

Are you a mirror
Do you reflect
All of my deepest insecurities
And my worst regrets
Am I dreaming
Am I awake
Can you show me the difference
And how can I know what's fake

All of a sudden
All of a sudden

I feel so emotional
You make me so emotional
It's all so emotional
You make me so emotional
I feel so emotional
You make me so emotional
It's all so emotional
You make me so emotional

Under pressure
so under
pressure

I feel so emotional
You make me so emotional
It's all so emotional
You make me so emotional
I feel so emotional
You make me so emotional
It's all so emotional
You make me so emotional

So Emotional

Golden chains swing on the platform of gain
We board the gravy train while the others remain
Smiles too bright, suits pressed fine
But the tracks underneath echo a working-line

I step in velvet shoes on a carpet of coins
Money dripping from ceilings while the labour groans
We toast to the blessing, we call it the climb
Raise our glasses high but we ignore the grind
They built the rails with sweat on their backs unseen
While we sip champagne in the limousine scene
Gravy train moving fast, destination unknown
Luxury reflected in the windows of chrome
But the yard yards away where the engines roar weak
The workers clock out, the profits peak
We count the zeros like prayers in the night
But every market crash hides a human plight
Money’s the blessing they sold as the holy gift
Turns out the chains are heavy, the weights lift

Ride the gravy train, glinting gold in the rain
Smile for the lens while the others feel the pain
Money like blessing, reversed in the frame
Golden train rails built on someone else’s shame

Corporate towers glisten like altars of god
We bow to the ledger, applaud what they prod
We’re kings of the slide-board, masters of flex
But the cost of the ticket’s hidden in specs
We wear the brand-logo like scripture of worth
But the souls that supplied it still walk the Earth
We draft the contracts, they dig the mines
We drink from the goblet while they thirst for the lines
The train’s whistle echoes in the valley of noise
Where the workers huddle, the exploited boys
We ride past stations labelled “sacrifice”, “margins low”
We wave from the windows while the engines go slow
Fake luxury dripping from our wrists and our necks
While the supply chain strains under the lack of respect

Ride the gravy train, glinting gold in the rain
Smile for the lens while the others feel the pain
Money like blessing, reversed in the frame
Golden train rails built on someone else’s shame

Final whistle blow, the train stops at the gate
We step off in tuxedos but we carry the weight
Of hollow applause, empty deals sealed
Of human cost hidden behind the wheels
We pass the velvet rope, cameras flash our names
While factories idle in the shadows of fame
They made the tracks, we bought the ride
Now we market the dream and the others died
The buttery text on the brochure says “success”
But the bill-folded pages hide the process
Golden train runs on rails of misère
We build our crowns but the cost’s unfair
We laugh in the yacht while the landscape bleeds
We feast at the feast while someone else feeds

Ride the gravy train, glinting gold in the rain
Smile for the lens while the others feel the pain
Money like blessing, reversed in the frame
Golden train rails built on someone else’s shame

Velvet steps echo in the hall of gain
We board again, forget the train’s pain
Gravy flowing fast, but the source remains
Golden train moving while the others strain

Gravy Train

Cranberry glitter on my tongue
Sweet rush, I’m coming undone

Dripping red like neon gum
Every heartbeat going numb
Sticky skies begin to glow
Cranberry overload below

I feel it bubbling up inside
Sugared lightning in my stride

Cranberry candy storm tonight
Spinning in a berry-sugar light
Every drop is screaming for more
Caught up in the storm, too sweet to ignore
Cranberry
Candy
Storm 
Tonight

Cherry jealous, hiding low
Blueberry fading in the show
Caramel trying to keep up
But cranberry’s blowing it up

I feel it bubbling up inside
Sugared lightning in my stride

Cranberry candy storm tonight
Spinning in a berry-sugar light
Every drop is screaming for more
Caught up in the storm, too sweet to ignore
Cranberry
Candy
Storm 
Tonight

Shake it, shake it, we’re candy wild
Hysteria of a sugar-rushed child
Storm in my veins, pouring bright
Drowning happy in the red spotlight

I feel it bubbling up inside
Every drop is screaming for more

Cranberry candy storm tonight
Spinning in a berry-sugar light
Every drop is screaming for more
Caught up in the storm, too sweet to ignore
Cranberry
Candy
Storm 
Tonight

Cranberry Candy Storm

Silver flakes are floating in the sky (ah-ah)
City streets are shining, ultra-white tonight (mmh-yeah)
Every rooftop shimmering with light
And I can feel the world about to ignite… (ignite…)

Pixel snow is falling from the clouds above
Digital carols hum around the ones we love
Hearts are glowing like a neon fire
And everything is climbing higher…

It’s a hyper white Christmas, glowing like a dream
Blizzards in the moonlight, brighter than they seem
Light beams on the pavement, dancing in the freeze
Hyper white Christmas, shining on the trees
Oooh, hyper white Christmas, everything is clean and bright…

Footprints melt in halos on the ground (da-da)
Every sound is sparkling with a crystal sound (mmh-yeah)
Laughter turning frosty in the air
Hyper white December everywhere…

Pixel snow is falling from the clouds above
Digital carols hum around the ones we love
Hearts are glowing like a neon fire
And everything is climbing higher…

It’s a hyper white Christmas, glowing like a dream
Blizzards in the moonlight, brighter than they seem
Light beams on the pavement, dancing in the freeze
Hyper white Christmas, shining on the trees
Oooh, hyper white Christmas, everything is clean and bright…

Bright lights… soft nights…
Everything is glowing pure and white…
Hold tight… we rise…
Melting into glowing starry skies…

It’s a hyper white Christmas, glowing like a dream
Blizzards in the moonlight, brighter than they seem
Light beams on the pavement, dancing in the freeze
Hyper white Christmas, shining on the trees
Oooh, hyper white Christmas…
Bright as we can be.

Hyper White Christmas

C’est la nuit digitale, des serveurs sont en paix,
Le monde fait semblant de dormir sous la neige en reflets.
Dans ma chambre en veille, je regarde le ciel,
Il brille comme un écran trop réel.
Avant de fermer mes yeux sous la lumière bleue,
Je t’envoie une pensée, un message silencieux.
Daddy, dans l’air glacé, tout semble artificiel,
Même mes rêves scintillent en séquentiel.

Petit Daddy Noël, quand tu descendras du ciel,
Du fun, du zoprac et des ailes,
Que la nuit devienne virtuelle,
Et mes doutes moins existentiels.
Petit Daddy Noël, quand tu descendras du ciel.

Le vent souffle étrange, comme un vieux modem,
Il griffe les façades, murmure un problème.
Mes pensées s’emmêlent, un bug sentimental,
Chaque hiver rallume un signal.
L’arbre holo danse, ses LED s’étiolent,
Comme un mantra pâle sur un cœur qui décolle.
Et j’attends ton passage, même irrationnel,
Un miracle doux mais parallèle.

Petit Daddy Noël, quand tu descendras du ciel,
Du fun, du zoprac et des ailes,
Que la nuit devienne virtuelle,
Et mes doutes moins existentiels.
Petit Daddy Noël, quand tu descendras du ciel.

Parfois je me dis que le monde déraille,
Que mes rêves glident sous les funérailles
Des heures trop longues, trop sensorielles,
Je cherche un repère, une étincelle.

Petit Daddy Noël, quand tu descendras du ciel,
Du fun, du zoprac et des ailes,
Fais vibrer l’instant essentiel,
Que la nuit me paraisse moins belle,
Petit Daddy Noël… fais descendre du ciel
Un souffle un peu spirituel.

Petit Daddy Noël

In a stable cold and still I hear a little sound  
A humble drum that taps the hope where love is found  
Lowkey boy with beating heart, beneath the star above  
He plays his drum for peace, for life, for love

Snow falls gently over fields where weary hearts reside  
A drum echoes in shadows where silent prayers abide  
Lowkey boy and sacred night, his rhythm pure and true  
He taps the drum of longing, for the old and new

Little Drummer Lowkey Boy, play your drum tonight  
Let the beat of hope arise, in the silent light  
Little Drummer Lowkey Boy, bring the heart to hear  
In the hush of Christmas night, our voices draw you near

In that lowkey rhythm lies the promise of the dawn  
The drum speaks peace, the drum speaks life, when hope seems gone  
We join his quiet chorus, hearts aligned in one refrain  
We hear the drum of freedom, over sorrow and the pain

Little Drummer Lowkey Boy, play your drum tonight  
Let the beat of hope arise, in the silent light  
Little Drummer Lowkey Boy, bring the heart to hear  
In the hush of Christmas night, our voices draw you near

Hear the quiet drum, in the midnight air  
Little Drummer Lowkey Boy, the world draws near  

Little Drummer Lowkey Boy

Lights blur, heartbeat bends
Lost again where silence ends
Everything’s broken, yet it feels divine
Falling through the fault-line

Shadows weave beneath the sky
I’m drifting, won’t ask why

It’s a mess, I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere
It’s a mess, I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere

I should care, but I can’t
The sky is loud, the floor’s my chant
Broken lights now guide my way
In the chaos I find my sway

Let the sirens fade behind
Let the rhythm free my mind

It’s a mess, I let go
Floating high, I start to glow
It’s a mess, I let go
Floating high, I start to glow

Let it crash, let it swell
All I am is what I can’t tell
In the haze, I’m alive, I’m free
In the blur, just let me be

It’s a mess, but I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere
It’s a mess, but I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere

I’m everywhere (Future Bass reload)

Piano lights skipping over the stage
A cabaret smile fixed under spotlight heat

Dancing like a boulevard cabaret
Dancing with a painted smile tonight
Piano steps lifting every heartbeat
French-style shimmer in every move
Curtain glitter following each turn
Dancing like a boulevard cabaret

Backstage whispers under the café glow
Makeup brushed tight into cheerful curves
Costumes rustling with bouquet flair
A practiced grin hitting its routine
Every gesture tuned for feel-good shine

Dancing like a boulevard cabaret
Dancing with a painted smile tonight
Piano steps lifting every heartbeat
French-style shimmer in every move
Curtain glitter following each turn
Dancing like a boulevard cabaret

“Hold that smile… encore, encore.”
Heels tap in careful little sparks.
Piano spins, calling everyone back.

Dancing like a boulevard cabaret
Lifted by the rising piano line
Swinging with a bright revue spirit
Bouquet glitter trailing through the air
Every smile stitched into the rhythm
Every step shaped for the spotlight
Curtain breeze brushing every turn
Dancing like a boulevard cabaret

Piano fades into velvet hush
The smile lingers after the lights fall

Danse through the Light

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

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