
Buuuuurn!
No phone, no rules, no corporate lies. Just ten guiding principles and a tutu under dusty skies. Buuuuurn!
Lyrics
[Intro] Buuuuurn! All I really want is buuuuuurn! (And maybe goggles that don't churn...) All I really need is... [Verse 1] Woke up in the van, face full of sand, Mutants rollin’ by like a Martian band, Boots full of glitter, socks all damp, But I’m dancin’ like a legend at a sparkle camp! Met a dude in a tutu servin’ cosmic tea, Said, “Jill Pro, you’re exactly who you’re s’posed to be!” No phone, no rules, no corporate lies, Just ten guiding principles under neon skies. [Chorus] Buuuuurn! I just wanna burn at dawn! With a thump-thump beat goin’ on! Yeah, I’m spinnin’ in a dusted swirl, With the whole damn world in a whirl! Buuuuurn! On a bike with an LED mane, Kickin’ up dust like I’m half insane, Just light it up and let it churn, All I really want is buuuurn! [Verse 2] Saw a centaur DJ droppin’ tribal bass, Then a wedding by the Temple in a tutu-laced place. Had a heart-to-heart with a dusty queen, She said, “Truth gets louder in the in-between.” No mirrors here, just souls that glow, Covered in playa from head to toe, Art cars blastin’ through the sound and sand, Fur coats shakin’ like a rock band stand! [Bridge – Shouted like Beastie Boys] PORT-A-POTTIES... kind of a test! MOOP patrol… do it with zest! SUNSET HUGS… yeah that’s the best! DUST STORMS COMIN’... mask your chest! [Chorus – Melodic Shout] Buuuuurn! All I really want is burn! For the Temple, for the lessons we learn! For the freaks, for the lovers, for the starlit ride, For the Jill Pro tribe that never hides. Buuuuurn! Where the fire sets our worries free, And we melt into the cosmic sea— I don’t want the world to return... All I really want is buuuurn! [Outro] (And then we ride… till sunrise hits the playa tide.) All I really want is… BURN 🔥 YEAHHHHHH JILL PROOOO!