The Rogue Upgrade

Name: The Rogue Upgrade
Duration: 309 s
Description: The Rogue Upgrade by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “Why would we choose the noise? Why would we choose the smoke? Is this a serious pitch? Or is this some…”

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The Rogue Upgrade lyrics

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Intro

Imagine perfection. The silence. The speed. Then he walks in. With a grin and a blueprint for a disaster. Listen.

Verse 1

Glide through the city, silent ghosts on the pavement Plug in at night, wake up fully charged, it’s amazing Seven moving parts, torque instant, no debating Then a suit kicks the door down, eyes wide, vibrating "I got a fix!" he screams, holding a tank of fluid "Let’s fill this heavy box with explosive liquid!" "We’ll burn it in cylinders! Make noise! Make it shake!" "You’ll need oil, gears, filters, belts that always break!" Two-hundred-fifty parts grinding steel on steel "Does it drive better?" No. "Is it clean?" It’s an ordeal. "But you can fill it up at a shop that smells like grease!" Get this maniac out. Call the police.

Pre-chorus

Why would we choose the noise? Why would we choose the smoke? Is this a serious pitch? Or is this some kind of joke?

Chorus

We don’t want your downgrade, No! Keep your flammable liquid and your rusted blades We moved forward, you’re dragging us back to the caves Selling us shackles and calling them upgrades Complicated! Trash! Outdated! Trash! We ain’t buying what you traded!

Verse 2

Tap the phone, done. Tracked, secure, instant refund Invisible ledger, clean hands, the system runs Here comes the Economist, dusting off a relic "Let’s print faces on cotton!" he says, looking frantic "Carrying germs in a leather pouch, ain't that sweet?" "Can I track it?" No. "If it’s stolen?" Dead in the street. "But if the internet dies once a year, you’re set!" So for one percent of chaos, we accept this debt? Cocaine traces and bacteria on every bill Visit a machine just to get your own cash? Chill. That’s a hard pass, partner, take your paper stack We ain’t ever going back to that.

Verse 3

Fingerprint scan, door opens, log sent to the cloud Revoke a key from Tokyo, say it out loud Enter the Locksmith, holding a jagged metal stick "Let’s cut notches in this! It’s an easy pick!" "Hand it to a friend? No, physically give it here." "Lose it once? Change the locks, living in fear." "Can I check if it’s locked from my bed?" Not a chance. "But it works without batteries!" is his only stance. So I’m locked out in the rain cause the stick is gone? And a kid with a YouTube clip can break in by dawn? Get out.

Pre-chorus

Why would we choose the rust? Why would we choose the weight? Is this a serious pitch? Or is this just clickbait?

Chorus

Bridge

"Write on a dead tree! Lick the glue! Wait five days!" The Postal Worker shouting through a purple haze "No instant reply! No urgent text! Just wait!" Then the Optical Engineer jumps the gate "Press the movie on plastic! Put it in a case!" "Drive to the store! Hope it’s in the right place!" "Twenty-five dollars! It scratches! It skips!" "But you own the plastic!" Watch my lips: Stream it for nothing. Text it for free. Your physical burden means nothing to me.

Verse 4

The room goes silent. The jury is out. These rogue inventors carry nothing but doubt. Inefficient. Dangerous. Dirty and slow. Pack up your complications. It’s time to go. We optimized the world while you were asleep Now you’re selling us problems that we shouldn’t keep.

Outro

Backward steps. Backward steps. Keep your metal sticks. Keep your paper bricks. We’re gone.

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