The ATM and the HDMI Circus

[Intro]
Oh, what a day, what a state of mind,
Trying to keep up with the HDMI kind.
They’re splitting, joining, in groups galore,
LGBT PS3, what are they even for?

[Verse 1]
I walk into the shop, looking for some fun,
Forget my brain, just trying to get it done.
They say, "Hey buddy, you’re just ATM today!"
Money on my mind, got no time to play.

[Pre-Chorus]
Memory’s the game, cash in, cash out,
Hold onto your coins, or you'll be in doubt.
Is it spend, is it save, or just forget?
ATM mode, don’t let your brain get wrecked.

[Chorus]
Oh, HDMI groups, what a funny sight,
Mixing all day, deep into the night.
But here I stand, just an ATM,
Remembering money—oh, when, where, and then!

[Bridge]
They talk about colors, they talk about scenes,
I’m just trying to keep my cash clean.
Either here nor there, but they’re always near,
Gotta keep my dough, or disappear!

[Outro]
So now I’m laughing, got a funny view,
LGBT PS3? It’s a mystery, true.
But one thing’s clear, it’s my own kind of art,
An ATM with a goofy heart.

Remember, to keep your cents tight and true,
And laugh at the madness, that’s what you do!

Humorous, quirky pop with playful lyrics and cheerful melody, male funny vocal