DO we have a punk comedy underground? Who?
Shit man do we have punks at all? I completely forget if I dropped my "me" poem here but I worked it into a rough song to be finalized.
Redneck Cyberpunk Hippie Motherfucker
Key: D • Tempo: ~88–92 BPM (laid-back outlaw shuffle) • Time: 4/4
Feel: bob dylan electric beat/Adirondack backwoods—flatpicked verse, big singalong chorus.
Optional: Capo 2 and play in C shapes if you like the open-string ring.
[Intro]
[D][A] [G] [D] (twice, flatpick)
[Verse1]
[D]Rust-redpickup jack’d into the [A]future,
[G]CB nineteen cracklin’ while the [D]pines lean.
[D]RaspberryPi purrs like a [A]barn cat engine,
[G]Moonshine mesh-net, diesel and [D]sage steam.
[D]Tie-dye ghost hums a [A]sweet, lazy chorus,
[G]Lightning skull grins in the [D]mirror light.
[Bm]I tune that note ’til it [A]remembers home,
[G]Let the road keep time while the [Asus4]stars [A]take flight.
[Chorus]
[D]Call me a [G]redneck cyberpunk hippie mother[D]fucker,
[A]Boots in the mud, brain on the [D]beam.
[G]Flagon the box, firm[D]ware in the [Bm]flag slot,
[E7]I hum the lights [A]steady in your [D]dreams.
[D]OASI[G]Son a burner in a [D]VFW corner,
[A]Halliday’s riddles in a [D]small-town zine.
[G]I barter bandwidth for [D]blackberries and [Bm]kindness—
[E7]Free as a creek, [A]sharp as kero [D]sene.
[Verse2]
[D]Back-forty server farm under [A]quilt-patch starlight,
[G]Scarecrow solar keepin’ [D]crows and suits fair.
[D]Avatar flannel with a [A]data-spike halo,
[G]Boots muddy, heart open-[D]source and bare.
[D]Old weird mountain knows [A]modern math,
[G]Downtown numbers in a [D]woodstove glow—
[Bm]Four chords, two loops, [A]one stubborn freedom,
[G]Plug it in, pass it down, [Asus4]make it [A]grow.
[Refrain– “Breaker One-Nine” (Distinct feel: stompy chant, half-time to double-time)]
[Em]Breaker one-nine, mesh line down the [G]county—
[A]Patch that sky with kites and copper [Em]wire!
[Em]Passwords and pears for the porch-light [G]neighbors,
[A]Raise up the routers like a barn on [Em]fire!
[Em]Say “ten-four” if you feel that [G]signal,
[A]Say “amen” when the packets [Em]land—
[Em]We fix the future with a [G]fence-wire splice and
[A]Grease under nails on the [Em]hand!
[Verse3]
[D]Jukebox login glows [A]blue at midnight,
[G]CRT constellations [D]blink and breathe.
[D]Prize hogs traded for [A]antique servers,
[G]Corndogs and kernels—[D]both kinds, please.
[D]I’ma dirt-road data [A]mule with a backbone,
[G]Bootloader with a [D]boot-print soul;
[Bm]When the grid hiccups, I [A]kick-start morning,
[G]Jerry in my head playin’ [Asus4]note for [A]coal.
[Chorus]
[D]Call me a [G]redneck cyberpunk hippie mother[D]fucker,
[A]Boots in the mud, brain on the [D]beam.
[G]Flagon the box, firm[D]ware in the [Bm]flag slot,
[E7]I hum the lights [A]steady in your [D]dreams.
[D]OASI[G]Son a burner in a [D]VFW corner,
[A]Halliday’s riddles in a [D]small-town zine.
[G]I barter bandwidth for [D]blackberries and [Bm]kindness—
[E7]Free as a creek, [A]sharp as kero [D]sene.
[Bridge– (Lift; brighter, more open strum)]
[G]Tie-dye fog and [D]winter cedar,
[Bm]Thumb-ring flash and [A]flatpick flame—
[G]Bend that note ’til [D]home steps nearer,
[E7]Callout my code, I’ll [A]call your name.
[Solo](Flatpicked over verse changes)
[D][A] [G] [D] x2 (fiddle/tele/banjo take turns)
[Refrain– “Breaker One-Nine” (repeat, double-time)]
[Em]Breaker one-nine, mesh line down the [G]county—
[A]Patch that sky with kites and copper [Em]wire!
[Em]Say “ten-four” if you feel that [G]signal,
[A]Say “amen” when the packets [Em]land!
[Final Chorus + Tag]
[D]Call me a [G]redneck cyberpunk hippie mother[D]fucker,
[A]Boots in the mud, brain on the [D]beam…
[G]When the future stutters, [D]I don’t let it [Bm]sputter—
[E7]I kick that bike [A]roarin’ back to [D]green.
(Tag)[G]One mile of gravel, [D]one bar of [Bm]service—
[E7]Long, kind solo [A]lead me [D]home.
very long winded in person! Hahaha! 
