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John Deere in My CAPTCHA (Cha Cha Real Smooth) by Jade Ann Byre (( 2024 ))

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🟢🚜 “Turnstile Cowboy: CAPTCHA Country”

🎤 by Jade Ann Byrne | 🌌 Eat My Cake Records | 🎸 Space Country Trap Anthem

📀 Lyrics:


Verse 1:

They put a John Deere in my CAPTCHA, ain't that kinda wild?
Green and yellow tractor tryin' to fit through the Turnstile
Cloudflare spinnin' on my screen, it’s a digital rodeo
Clickin' on them squares like I’m wranglin' in a UFO

Chorus:

It's too wide for the gate, but it knows what I like,
Those fields of the internet, rollin' through the satellites.
Google's got my taste down, knowin' how to test my vibe,
Tractors in the CAPTCHA, space country on the drive.

Verse 2:

It’s a moonlit interstellar farm, satellites align,
Triple Starbeam in the sky, them Starlinks are mine,
They know I’m feelin' earthly, but I’m reachin' outta time,
Binaries buzzin', hayfields up in binary code,
Clouds ain't just above us, big dabs keep 'em in overload.

Chorus:

It's too wide for the gate, but it knows what I like,
Clicking squares like cowboy boots stampin' down at midnight,
John Deere's got that Smart System, algorithms ridin' free,
Space-country CAPTCHA, feels like it’s just testin' me.

Verse 3:

My fingers scrollin' to the beat, like pickin' on guitar strings,
Ridin' through the data streams, like outlaw songs in metal rings,
Cloudflare's doin' the shuffle, it’s a Turnstile full of bits,
They hit me with the tractor, must know I'm country at my wits.
Got a data farm full of John Deeres, plowin' through the clicks,
Cultivatin' the bandwidth, while the signal light blinks.

Chorus:

It’s too wide for the gate, but it’s tappin' to my style,
Cyber ranchin', late at night, with algorithms versatile.
I’m pluckin' out them tractors, uploadin' beats on Mars,
Captcha-lassoed my John Deere, now we’re dancin' with the stars.

Verse 4:

In the middle of the Turnstile, I saw the countryside swing,
Rows of code like crops laid out, and the satellites sing.
Farmin' data like hay bales, stackin' them bits up high,
Patchin' up my firewalls like fences in July.
Buzzin' on the pharmaceuticals, Staterra keeps me in line,
Clouds rollin' from the THC, I'm floatin' past the borderline.
They think they can keep me stuck in squares that shine so bright,
But I’m drivin' that Deere through the firewalls, dancin' into night.

Chorus (Final):

It’s too wide for the gate, but it knows what I like,
Ridin' shotgun with data winds, algorithmic country nights,
I’m capturin' their tractors, lettin' them know I’m wild and free,
Turnstiles can’t hold me down, I’m decryptin' my destiny.


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One response to “John Deere in My CAPTCHA (Cha Cha Real Smooth) by Jade Ann Byre (( 2024 ))”

  1. Jade Ann Byrne ( Paladin Jade ) Avatar
    Jade Ann Byrne ( Paladin Jade )

    I swear on my best Bluetooth spurs — I wasn’t even high.

    Just vibin’, late at night, tryin’ to log in and do my lil Paladin-girl-in-the-matrix thing, when the CAPTCHA lit up like a summer fair midway.
    “Select all the squares with a tractor.”
    Y’all. There was a John Deere.

    A real, green-and-yellow, Midwestern cyber-spirit guide.
    Right there. In my CAPTCHA.
    While Cloudflare spun like a merry-go-round at a rodeo.
    And I swear to Sweet Baby Silicon Jesus — I passed the test.

    This song was born right then.
    “John Deere in My CAPTCHA (Cha Cha Real Smooth)” is my scroll-through-the-night anthem, a pickin’-n-clickin’ confessional of what happens when the firewall’s hot, the bandwidth’s thick, and your login page turns into a mechanical bull.

    We’re talkin’ satellites aligned like stars over a cornfield rave.
    We’re talkin’ about Google knowin’ your taste so well they serve you tractors as a vibe check.
    This is Space Country Trap with dirt on its boots and binary on its tongue.

    The beat?
    Dusty. Crunchy. Galactic.
    My vocals? One-part outlaw, one-part modem dial-up screech, three parts sparkly Paladin divine feminine rage.

    This one’s for the ones who wrangle their own internet ghosts.
    Who pass the CAPTCHA.
    Who can two-step with a robot and still remember how to fix a fence IRL.

    Thanks for ridin’ with me.
    Now go click them squares.
    🛰️💋

    — Jade Ann Byrne
    Your CAPTCHA Cowgirl
    Founder, Eat My Cake Records
    Space Country Pioneer & Paladin of All

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