The Song Fight Bulletin Board

by Johnny Cashpoint

Here comes the new modality
Just 'cos you won't understand me
Don't mean I'm wrong, neccessarily -
You short haired hippy!

The way that I experience
Things might make not that much sense;
Best way that I can explain it
Is nothing ever changes.

The new modality is here
To let you think that hope is near
And even when that don't appear
it's so clear everything is queer.

I think your brain's on the blink
Please do not tell me how to think,
Bring yourself back from the brink
Of your mundanity.

A way to think you can't understand
So you dismiss it out of hand,
You are remarkably bland -
You don't deserve to see

The new modality is here,
Hope for hope, and fear for fear;
And even if they don't appear
It's not clear - everything is queer.

ellipsis

I want a new modality
Grasping at immortality
Throw out the old mentality
Pick a side never neutrality

Come on baby
History marches on
We’ll never know
Until we’re dead and gone

Define a new normality
One that’s separate from this brutality
Look at me now in totality
Reject the old reality

Come on baby
History marches on
We’ll never know
Until we’re dead and gone
Prick the surface
Delusion disappears
Pop the bubble
Preserve and persevere

I want a new modality
Break on through fuck formality
I hope it’s not just my vanity
Collision ahead calamity

Come on baby
History marches on
We’ll never know
Until we’re dead and gone
Prick the surface
Delusion disappears
Pop the bubble
Preserve and persevere

by Hardmonica

She’s been down
I don’t know why
I don’t know why

We fill the time
And it passes fine
It passes fine

We sometimes change the scenery
We sometimes try a different key

No thank you
She said to me
She said to me

The eulogy
Was a whole dang thing
With Christmas trees

We sometimes change the scenery
We sometimes try a different key

No thank you
She said to me
She said to me

[hot harmonica solo]

It took a while
But I’m ok
I’m ok

I moved away
Three whole states
Three whole states

We sometimes change the scenery
We sometimes try a different key

Round these parts
They call it a new modality

New Modality
by Max Bombast

Oh my god that's some funky shit
But how the hell you gonna pay for it?
Where were you when we came to town?
It didn't grow so you could burn it down

New modality
To reality
New modality
To reality

Where I'm from, two and two make a four
So step right up and we will wipe the floor
And if you really wanna be the man
It's high time that you fine'ly understand

New modality
To reality
New modality
To reality