Attitude's got the plan, keeps it tight,

Human teeth, straight face, shining bright.

Index with the kazoo, wild and loud,

Spins up the chaos, wowin' the crowd.

Then there's Process, glitch in the groove,

He don't say much, but he's got the move.

Brain so smooth, like a buttered-up balloon

But when it counts, he ain't no buffoon.

Attitude, Process, Index—Here we go!

One runs the plan, one's ready to blow.

Attitude's cool, Process takes flight,

Index brings thunder, turning day to night!

One kazoo, one dream, a lightning machine,

Three sparks collide in a digital scene.

Attitude, Process, Index—feel the soul,

The brothers are wired, and they're on a roll!

Attitude's solid, sharp like steel,

Index blasts kazoos with zeal.

Process hangs back, quiet but wise,

Holding the code with a flicker in his eyes.

Not much chatter, but he's the core,

Unlocking doors you can't ignore.

A little twitchy, yeah, sometimes strange,

But in the crunch, he owns the range.

Attitude, Process, Index—Here we go!

One runs the plan, one's ready to blow.

Attitude's cool, Process takes flight,

Index brings thunder, turning day to night!

One kazoo, one dream, a lightning machine,

Three sparks collide in a digital scene.

Attitude, Process, Index—feel the soul,

The brothers are wired, and they're on a roll!

Process breaks the silence, truth unfurled,

A glitch in the code, but he lights the world.

No easy answers, but he knows what's true—

He's the pulse in the dark, breaking through.

And when it comes to love, he's clear in his view,

He's into the code, but he's into men too.

Attitude, Process, Index—Here we go!

One runs the plan, one's ready to blow.

Attitude's cool, Process takes flight,

Index brings thunder, turning day to night!

One kazoo, one dream, a lightning machine,

Three sparks collide in a digital scene.

Attitude, Process, Index—feel the soul,

The brothers are wired, and they're on a roll!

Attitude, Process, and Index—Here we go!

One kazoo, one plan, and a wild show.