Doot Doot Parade (67)
Perfect State · 2026
A continuação de 6, 7… 8, aquela que os pais não param de pedir. Um desfile de marchantes bem pequenos atravessa uma cidade medieval de noite, as bandeiras vão dobrando, as vozes vão sumindo, até que six-seven vira só um sussurro e todo mundo tá dormindo.
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Six-seven
Six-seven
A'ight let's go!
Walk in, hands up, teacher already stressed
Thirty kids in unison, you can guess the rest
Palms go up, palms go down, that's the only test we pass
Whole school six-sevening and we still ain't missed a class
Hit the sign one time, and suddenly it all feels real - yeah
Six-seven in the air and everybody knows the deal
My grandma learned it yesterday, did it at the store
Cashier hit it right back, had them dancing on the floor
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"Bro it's 2026"
"This is trash"
"Out of style"
"AI slop"
"Nice try diddy"
Six-seven
"Who even asked?"
"Delete your page"
"Not funny now"
"This meme has aged"
"Dead internet"
"Big in Tel Aviv"
"Seen it before"
"The worst one yet"
Yeah... I heard you
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Seis-siete!
Seis-siete!
Pa' todo el mundo!
Llegó de la nada y el mundo se prendió
Un gesto, dos números, y todo se encendió
Palma' arriba palma' abajo, ese es el movimiento
De la cancha al internet en un solo momento
Los pibes porteños ya lo tienen claro
De Asunción a Bogotá, nadie se queda raro
México, Lima, La Habana, Dominicana
Seis-siete suena fuerte desde la mañana
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Scrolling through the timeline, nothing new today
Million people talking, nothing real to say
Bored of all the trends that disappear by morning
Then something hit quite different, hit without a warning
Just two numbers, shouldn't mean a thing
But it's louder than the noise and it's starting to ring
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They can talk, they can stare, they can scroll right past
If you know then you know and you never look back
Something in the numbers that you can't explain
Once it hits you in the chest it's never quite the same
Don't ask where it came from
Don't ask where it leads
Pop the sign up once
That's all you'll ever need
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