Odes to Joy

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Battle Royale Takeover

(2017) Fortnite — free-to-play, building, live events, youth culture; high-energy meme-driven event pop.

Lyrics

A hundred of us.
The horn sounds.
We're going over.

September 2017.
The blue bus, a birthday party in the sky.
And I jump.
The world gets big, fast.
Find a spot, any spot.
Just you and me, pickaxe.
First thing I find in the dust.
My only friend for the first ten seconds.

Wood, stone, metal, click, click, click.
A wall goes up, a ramp to the sky.
The storm is coming, always coming in.
The whole world is watching us.
The map is changing under our feet again.
Wood, stone, metal, click, click, click.
Ninety-nine go down, one gets the crown.
The storm is closing, feel it on my skin.
The whole world is dancing with us.
The map is changing, let's drop in again.

I hear your footsteps through my wall.
Someone's wearing a purple dinosaur suit.
We all got the same invitation.
Didn't cost a thing to get in.
Just our time.
Just all of our time.

Wood, stone, metal, click, click, click.
A wall goes up, a ramp to the sky.
The storm is coming, always coming in.
The whole world is watching us.
The map is changing under our feet again.
Wood, stone, metal, click, click, click.
Ninety-nine go down, one gets the crown.
The storm is closing, feel it on my skin.
The whole world is dancing with us.
The map is changing, let's drop in again.

Then that one Saturday in June.
We all put our guns down.
We just looked up.
To watch the sky tear open.
A rocket writing a story for all of us.
No one shot.
We just watched.

Wood, stone, metal, click, click, click.
A wall goes up, a ramp to the sky.
The storm is coming, always coming in.
The whole world is watching us.
The map is changing under our feet again.

One more game.
One more drop.
Until the sun comes up.
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