Cheap noodles (E164)

It works out, it works out tonight, the faucet drips softly like a hi-hat bright. The dog sleeps deep in a bassline sea, while the moonlight dances in electric harmony. The fridge is broken, but we stay cool, the cat keeps purring like a midnight jewel. Food prices rise high, touching the sky, but we count our coins as the beat rolls by. Cheap noodles, cheap noodles, golden in water, simple and fruitful. Cheap noodles, cheap noodles, we dance till the sunrise paints the rooftops. Drop, drop, the faucet keeps time, boom, boom, our hearts align. The dog dreams on, the cat still sings, beneath neon lights and silver strings. It works out, it works out again, through broken machines and unexpected rain. It works out, it works out somehow, when the rhythm carries all we can’t solve now. Cheap noodles, cheap noodles, steam rising up in glowing circles. Cheap noodles, cheap noodles, everything’s lighter when our bodies move. The fridge falls silent, but the bass survives, the faucet drips and the city comes alive. The dog keeps dreaming, the cat can see, the dawn unfolding in perfect symmetry. Food prices are high, but the night is ours, we build our world from the humblest hours. And when the first sun turns the rooftops gold, we whisper to morning: our story unfolds. Cheap noodles, cheap noodles, last refrain through glowing portals. Cheap noodles, cheap noodles, it works out, it works out, it works out tonight.