Velvet Superiority

[Intro] [Verse 1] Sipping espresso with a pinky raised high, Name-drop Sartre while the subway rolls by. Your thrift-store scarf’s a Renaissance cape, Monocle winks at the rules we escape. [Chorus] Oh, we’re so profound, we wear our crowns, In a basement club where the synth beats d***n. Jangle guitars frame our cryptic haiku, New wave rebels in a vintage shoe. [Verse 2] You quote Foucault mid-a vinyl crackle, Dance like a statue, avoiding a shackle. Our laughter’s a scripted arthouse refrain, Irony layered like a cheap champagne. [Chorus] Oh, we’re so profound, we wear our crowns, In a basement club where the synth beats d***n. Jangle guitars frame our cryptic haiku, New wave rebels in a vintage shoe. [Bridge] (Spoken, over a theremin hum) “Darling, this isn’t a phase—it’s a *movement*,” We’re curating souls in a post-punk improvement. [Outro] [Chorus] Oh, we’re so profound, we wear our crowns, In a basement club where the synth beats d***n. Jangle guitars frame our cryptic haiku, New wave rebels in a vintage shoe. [Outro]