A Verbal Fig Leaf · Track 49 · middle
Huzz
Huzz (2020s) — A syllable sheared off a slur. Meaning almost gone; only the sneer survives. VOLUME: V. THE ALGORITHM, 2000–2025. THE DODGE THIS ERA: ⭐ THE PAYOFF. The censor is no longer a person, a church or a drawing room — it is a MACHINE that does not laugh, cannot be charmed, and never leaves the room. So the evasions get shorter, dumber and faster: initials, misspellings, emoji. Not because anyone got less filthy — because the filter reads faster than we can be clever. The volume must be genuinely funny and quietly devastating. Sing the AVOIDANCE, never the anatomy.
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Lyrics
[Intro] Type it out. Back it up. [Verse 1] The glass is glowing in the dark, The scanner sweeps the thread. It never laughs, it never blinks, It only reads what's fed. My thumb is hovering on the glass, I feel the muscle swerve— Avoiding what the system tracks To keep the angry nerve. [Chorus] Just a buzz on the wire, A syllable sheared to a hum. The machine doesn't care about the fire, It’s just tracking the way they come. Give it a Z, give it a static sound, Keep the little avatar around. Huzz. A tiny glitch in the teeth. Nothing left but the venom underneath. [Verse 2] They used to take an afternoon To dress a heavy joke. They had a parlour and a door, I have a server choke. I drop the center of the phrase, I crush it to a hiss. A thirty-day suspension warning Taught my hands to miss. The vowel is gone, the shape has bled, But everybody hears the thing I never said. [Bridge] It parses faster than we think. It catches every space. You cannot charm an algorithm Smiling at its face. So we compress. We strip the wire. We lose the poetry to beat the quiet choir. [Chorus] Just a buzz on the wire, A syllable sheared to a hum. The machine doesn't care about the fire, It’s just tracking the way they come. Give it a Z, give it a static sound, Keep the little avatar around. Huzz. A tiny glitch in the teeth. Nothing left but the venom underneath. [Outro] Just a noise. Just a bee against the glass. Cut the sentence down to nothing, let the scanner pass it by... Huzz.