Saturday, June 13, 2026

Danger Zone Breakdown ~ Poetry / Lyrics ~ Stereo Types Stereotypes

 Venmo Venmo.

Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

Always late to the show.
Always late to the show.
Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.

Split the toll.
Split the fries.
Split the dream.
Split the lies.

Payment note says band emergency.
Payment note says band emergency.
Jack-AL reads it wrong.
Jack-AL reads it wrong.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

The drummer paid the pump again.
The singer lost his card.
The guitarist said, “I’ll get you back,”
Which hit the drummer hard.

The bass player sent eleven.
The wizard sent a spell.
The side door saint sent twenty
And a cigarette as well.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Always late to the show.
Always late to the show.

Split the toll.
Split the fries.
Split the dream.
Split the lies.

Jack-AL heard “Venmo Venmo”
As “Van more, van more.”
Now the caption wants a vehicle
We cannot afford.

Van more, van more.
Van more, van more.
The old one’s coughing
By the side door.

No.
No.
That is not the phrase.
But the crowd is chanting
Van more for days.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

Five for gas.
Ten for toll.
Twenty for the drummer
With a road-worn soul.

Thirty for the tow light.
Forty for the tire.
Fifty if the singer
Sets his phone on fire.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Always late to the show.
Always late to the show.

Payment note says band emergency.
Payment note says band emergency.
Jack-AL reads it wrong.
Jack-AL reads it wrong.

The singer sends a heart emoji.
The drummer sends a bill.
The guitarist sends a lightning bolt
And says he always will.

The bass player sends it quietly.
The wizard sends it strange.
The sound guy sends one dollar
Marked “make no further change.”

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

No van.
No show.
No cash.
No go.

No toll.
No fries.
No dream.
No lies.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Split the toll.
Split the fries.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Split the dream.
Split the lies.

Jack-AL says, “Van more.”
Jack-AL says, “Van more.”
The drummer says, “Pay me.”
The van says, “Door.”

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

Always late to the show.
Always late to the show.
Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.

Send it now.
Send it now.
Do not say you forgot.

Send it now.
Send it now.
Exposure pays us not.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
The drummer already knows.


Venmo Venmo ~ Poetry / Lyrics ~ Stereo Types Stereotypes

Venmo Venmo.

Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

Always late to the show.
Always late to the show.
Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.

Split the toll.
Split the fries.
Split the dream.
Split the lies.

Payment note says band emergency.
Payment note says band emergency.
Jack-AL reads it wrong.
Jack-AL reads it wrong.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

The drummer paid the pump again.
The singer lost his card.
The guitarist said, “I’ll get you back,”
Which hit the drummer hard.

The bass player sent eleven.
The wizard sent a spell.
The side door saint sent twenty
And a cigarette as well.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Always late to the show.
Always late to the show.

Split the toll.
Split the fries.
Split the dream.
Split the lies.

Jack-AL heard “Venmo Venmo”
As “Van more, van more.”
Now the caption wants a vehicle
We cannot afford.

Van more, van more.
Van more, van more.
The old one’s coughing
By the side door.

No.
No.
That is not the phrase.
But the crowd is chanting
Van more for days.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

Five for gas.
Ten for toll.
Twenty for the drummer
With a road-worn soul.

Thirty for the tow light.
Forty for the tire.
Fifty if the singer
Sets his phone on fire.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Always late to the show.
Always late to the show.

Payment note says band emergency.
Payment note says band emergency.
Jack-AL reads it wrong.
Jack-AL reads it wrong.

The singer sends a heart emoji.
The drummer sends a bill.
The guitarist sends a lightning bolt
And says he always will.

The bass player sends it quietly.
The wizard sends it strange.
The sound guy sends one dollar
Marked “make no further change.”

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

No van.
No show.
No cash.
No go.

No toll.
No fries.
No dream.
No lies.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Split the toll.
Split the fries.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Split the dream.
Split the lies.

Jack-AL says, “Van more.”
Jack-AL says, “Van more.”
The drummer says, “Pay me.”
The van says, “Door.”

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

Always late to the show.
Always late to the show.
Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.

Send it now.
Send it now.
Do not say you forgot.

Send it now.
Send it now.
Exposure pays us not.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
Gas money gotta go.
Gas money gotta go.

Venmo Venmo.
Venmo Venmo.
The drummer already knows.


Cash App Me Home ~ Poetry / Lyrics ~ Stereo Types Stereotypes

Cash App me home.

Cash App me home.
The van broke down
In the danger zone.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
The drummer paid
Again alone.

Five for gas.
Ten for tow.
Twenty if you
Loved the show.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
No shame left.
Just road and phone.

We left with hope
And half a tank.
The singer said,
“We’re fine, I think.”

The guitarist packed
A case of tone.
The bass player brought
One sandwich alone.

The wizard brought
A glowing box.
The drummer brought
The tire blocks.

The side door saint
Said, “Check that sound.”
The van coughed twice
And then sat down.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
The van broke down
In the danger zone.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
The drummer paid
Again alone.

Jack-AL heard
“Cash App me home”
As “crash nap gnome”
On a roadside throne.

Crash nap gnome.
Crash nap gnome.
Sleeping in the breakdown zone.

No.
No.
That is not the phrase.

But the crowd already
Sings it for days.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
The van broke down
In the danger zone.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
No shame left.
Just road and phone.

The tow truck lights
Were holy blue.
The drummer said,
“I told you.”

The singer said,
“I almost paid.”
The sound guy laughed
And looked away.

Five for gas.
Ten for tow.
Twenty if you
Loved the show.

Thirty if you
Bought a shirt.
Forty if you
Saw us hurt.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
The van broke down
In the danger zone.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
The drummer paid
Again alone.

No van.
No show.
No cash.
No go.

No gas.
No phone.
Cash App me home.

Crash nap gnome.
Crash nap gnome.
Jack-AL made
The wrong words known.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
Same old band.
Same old loan.

We played for free.
We paid to play.
We sold one shirt
And drove away.

We hit the road.
The road hit back.
The drummer found
Another crack.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
The van broke down
In the danger zone.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
No shame left.
Just road and phone.

Five for gas.
Ten for tow.
Twenty if you
Loved the show.

Cash App me home.
Cash App me home.
The drummer paid
Again alone.


Chili Dogs Two Ways ~ Poetry / Lyrics ~ Stereo Types Stereotypes


Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Chilly gods toupees.
Chilly gods toupees.

Gas station dinner.
Gas station dinner.
Bathroom delay.
Bathroom delay.

One for the singer.
One for the road.
One for the drummer.
Heavy load.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Blessed and cursed.
Blessed and cursed.

Eat before the gig.
Eat before the gig.
Pay for it worse.
Pay for it worse.

The van pulled in coughing
Like it knew what we deserved.
The lights were too bright.
The hot dogs were preserved.

The drummer checked the fuel pump.
The singer checked his hair.
The guitarist found the roller grill
And started saying prayers.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Chilly gods toupees.
Chilly gods toupees.

Gas station dinner.
Gas station dinner.
Bathroom delay.
Bathroom delay.

The bass player said nothing
But selected with care.
The wizard asked the cashier
If the cheese was self-aware.

The side door saint was outside
With smoke and prophecy.
The sound guy bought black coffee
And judged humanity.

One for the singer.
One for the road.
One for the drummer.
Heavy load.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Blessed and cursed.
Blessed and cursed.

Jack-AL heard “chili dogs two ways”
As “chilly gods toupees.”
Now the caption has Olympus
In a wig shop on a Tuesday.

Jack-AL heard “bathroom delay”
As “bassroom ballet.”
Now the bass player is dancing
In a stall that lost the day.

No.
No.
That is not the order.
That is not the phrase.

But the crowd is already chanting
Chilly gods toupees.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Chilly gods toupees.
Chilly gods toupees.

Gas station dinner.
Gas station dinner.
Bathroom delay.
Bathroom delay.

Mustard on the setlist.
Onions on the case.
Relish on the singer
And regret across his face.

Cheese on the cable bag.
Chili on the sleeve.
One bite for the future.
Two bites before we leave.

Ketchup for the chorus.
Napkins for the fall.
The drummer says, “Do not eat that.”
The guitarist eats it all.

The singer says, “I’m starving.”
The sound guy says, “You’ll learn.”
The van is in the parking lot
Preparing its return.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Blessed and cursed.
Blessed and cursed.

Eat before the gig.
Eat before the gig.
Pay for it worse.
Pay for it worse.

One way is hunger.
One way is doom.
One way feeds the body.
One way clears the room.

One way is cheap.
One way is brave.
One way makes a memory
No stomach ever forgave.

One way is roadside.
One way is flame.
One way has no mercy.
One way has no name.

One way says, “Let’s do it.”
One way says, “Too late.”
One way meets the venue
At a quarter after eight.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Chilly gods toupees.
Chilly gods toupees.

Gas station dinner.
Gas station dinner.
Bathroom delay.
Bathroom delay.

The drummer bought the gas.
The drummer bought the gas.
The drummer bought the hot dog
That the singer should have passed.

The bass player bought water.
The bass player bought gum.
The bass player knows survival
And says almost none.

The wizard bought batteries.
The wizard bought smoke.
The wizard bought a snack cake
And called it a joke.

The side door saint bought matches.
The sound guy bought black.
The guitarist bought three chili dogs
And never came back.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Blessed and cursed.
Blessed and cursed.

Eat before the gig.
Eat before the gig.
Pay for it worse.
Pay for it worse.

Halfway to the venue,
The van got quiet.
Everybody knew
But nobody tried it.

The singer said, “I’m fine.”
The drummer said, “You’re pale.”
The guitarist rolled a window down
And apologized to jail.

The sound guy said, “Professional.”
The merch table said, “No.”
The side door saint was laughing
Before we reached the show.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Chilly gods toupees.
Chilly gods toupees.

Gas station dinner.
Gas station dinner.
Bathroom delay.
Bathroom delay.

Do not trust the roller grill.
Do not trust the cheese.
Do not trust a chili dog
That asks you for your keys.

Do not trust the bright lights.
Do not trust the steam.
Do not trust the singer
When he says, “I have a dream.”

Do not trust the second one.
Do not trust the third.
Do not trust Jack-AL
When he captions what he heard.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Blessed and cursed.
Blessed and cursed.

Eat before the gig.
Eat before the gig.
Pay for it worse.
Pay for it worse.

One.
Two.
Mustard.
Chew.

Three.
Four.
Bathroom door.

Five.
Six.
Drummer sticks.

Seven.
Eight.
Everybody’s late.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Chilly gods toupees.
Chilly gods toupees.

Gas station dinner.
Gas station dinner.
Bathroom delay.
Bathroom delay.

The show still happened.
The band still played.
The van still smelled
Like every choice we made.

The crowd still shouted.
The chorus still rose.
The singer hit the high note
And nobody knows.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Blessed and cursed.
Blessed and cursed.

Eat before the gig.
Eat before the gig.
Pay for it worse.
Pay for it worse.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Chilly gods toupees.
Chilly gods toupees.

One for the singer.
One for the road.
One for the drummer.
Heavy load.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Never again.
Never again.

Chili dogs two ways.
Chili dogs two ways.
Until the next town.
Until the next town.