[Hook 1: Savan DePaul]
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve

[Verse 1: Savan DePaul]
Top of the evening to you, darling
Heat Death rave make sweat beads, don’t beg a pardon
Come for the drum and bass, stay for the X smuggled in marlin
Leave when the accelerationist burns down half of Bartram’s
Heaven is a place that you move to; to get wild
Arrow-tongued camgirl spewing Cupid projectile
We’ve kept it queer, queer as in “fuck you and your het style”
Cold Revenge dish is the truest food in the bread aisle
No one’s gonna notice if that bass is sidechained sloppy
Half of the DJs playing the same raingurl copy
Mier over the bar or Jewels spinning in jalopy
I’m oddly Perturbed by yuppies cosplaying UK bashment
I stumble as I pay my five for entry
Spilling tea holding up pterodactyl-sized pinky
All over her prized Givenchy
Halloween themes and quotas are cute
Until the white neighbors falsely tell cops somebody’s shooting
What you doing?...

[Hook 1: Savan DePaul]
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve

[Verse 2: Savan DePaul]
“Top of the apocalypse to ya
Can I dodge collapse with out-of-body maneuvers?
Come for the final dance of life, stay for the peace of mind
Leave when your cooked hide carries the subtle scent of ecocide”
I for one believe that this here rave represents freedom
These riddims might just last as long as we need ‘em
Is this sentiment or alcohol?
If I spill pure feeling like filling, will you willingly down it all?
Our collective rhythm spontaneous
If I bare my all, can I scratch surface beyond subcutaneous?
If I spill pure feeling like filling, will you willingly down it all?
Our collective rhythm spontaneous
If I bare my all, can I scratch surface beyond subcutaneous?

[Verse 3: Syzy Gal o00o]
Ho hah, ha-ha ho hah
Ha-ha ho hah, hah-hah heh
Ho hah, ha-ha ho hah
Ha-ha ho hah, hah-hah heh
When the doldrums set in
My heart start fretting
My blood forgetting to circulate
And another day is killing
The vibe is chilling
The movement's feeling, to circulate
And I don't know what it's doing
The radio's booming
The TV is screwing
There's nothing left to do
But get a big fat check and
Cook a chunk beef steak and
Wash it down with merrymaking
Get on the move

[Hook 2: Syzy Gal o00o]
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
Uh huh, I can't take it no more, take it no more
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

[Verse 4: Syzy Gal o00o]
Word is out
There's a... about
He digging you in your doubt
I'm freaking you in your clout
Don't lash out
There is... about
Keep him under your scout
Fore he be cleaning you out
Don't look back, the past is overestimated
But the truth is underrated and the loop is to be fated
Tock tick tack the clock is ticking
And there ain't no fucking thing
That you can do
To make it win, to make it losing
Drop that thing, ain't no point in carrying
It's just a heavy burdening like a stupid diamond ring
And here's nothing left to do
But get a big fat check and
Cook a chunk beef steak and
Wash it down with merrymaking

[Hook 2: Syzy Gal o00o (+ Savan DePaul)]
(Uh huh, uh huh, yea yea yea)
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
(You need to, you need to)
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

[Verse 5: Savan DePaul]
They found the dox details in my homie's OF
Caught her hiding in the nightclub coat check
Throat-less, hate blades left no neck
Hotep slang eugenic stained codex
Soaked in Nuwaubian pedo text
Music industry full of Z Yorks, you see it whole sets
Live or studio flex
How dare you bark black patriarch in front of my own decks
This is between you and me, ignore white queers, don't fret
Roll up my sleeves for the fade, huh, I can postpone sex
Long arms have no rest
I'll turn a king KIA, get D1 opened, chess defense more vexed
My fashion game and hand speed have gotten so fetch
More ways than one the pole stretch a ho next
Make a couple eye sockets go X
Let's get this rave popping, I'll be sure to phone Dex
You'll get this work with no checks
My shit is flurry cold fresh
Bust and leave you wide open on a stereo flex

[Hook 2: Syzy Gal o00o]
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
(I can't, I can't take it no more, take it no more)
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
I need to freak out on the dancefloor
I need to freak out on the dancefloor

[Hook 3: Savan DePaul]
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
No slave, we gon see death of the cruelest firms
We spray destiny, flesh has been freed, yes that’s what you deserve

[Bridge]
That's how we mash up the dance
No plans
That's how we mash up the dance
No plans
That's how we mash up the dance
No plans
That's how we mash up the dance
No plans

[Hook 1: Savan DePaul]
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that’s what you deserve

[Outro]
When we shatter their world, what beautiful new ones we will make