Chain of Custody
Alex Wilson
Description
A defiant, sleek pop strut that explores the theme of narrative control in the age of misinformation. Alex Wilson's baritone voice delivers a powerful message about accuracy and proof over rumor, using administrative and legal metaphors to create a compelling human story. The song builds from conversational verses to a beltable chorus and a stadium-ready bridge, culminating in a gang vocal-driven finale. The production is tight and modern, with elements of funk and electronic music.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Barcode wristband, name in ink, Stamp hits paper with a courthouse thunk. Headlines trimming what I didn’t say, I keep originals—file them away. If you pass my story through a dozen hands, Initial every corner so the meaning stands. If the seal’s unbroken, you can follow me, If the label’s wrong, that isn’t me. [Pre-Chorus] Sign here—date, time—spell it right, Chain’s only strong as every line. If you’re carrying truth, handle deliberately— Don’t drop my name for delivery. [Chorus] Keep my name in chain of custody— Pass it wrong and it ain’t me. Seal it tight with the facts I breathe, Scan it once—let the record read. Keep my name in chain of custody— Every handoff, every sheet. If you want the proof, come stand with me— Keep my name in chain of custody. [Post-Chorus] (chant) “Chain.” (answer) “Custody.” (chant) “Name.” (answer) “Only me.” [Verse 2] Editor’s margin with a redline kiss, “Make it broader”—nah, I’ll keep it crisp. DM from a stranger, “I was there that night,” Funny, I remember… you were out of sight. Public gets the signal, not the raw debris, I hold the master—call it privacy. If it needs a costume just to sound like truth, It’s counterfeit—check the proof. [Pre-Chorus] Sign here—date, time—spell it right, Chain’s only strong as every line. If you’re carrying truth, handle deliberately— Don’t drop my name for delivery. [Chorus] Keep my name in chain of custody— Pass it wrong and it ain’t me. Seal it tight with the facts I breathe, Scan it once—let the record read. Keep my name in chain of custody— Every handoff, every sheet. If you want the proof, come stand with me— Keep my name in chain of custody. [Bridge] (drop → pen-clicks + clap stack) Exhibit A: the way I stand, Exhibit B: these open hands. Exhibit C: a quiet room— You’ll hear the truth without a tune. If the tape turns red, then someone lied; Break the seal, and you break your side. I’m not forgeries or borrowed gloss— Check the log before the toss. [Final Chorus] (bigger, gang vox) Keep my name in chain of custody— Pass it wrong and it ain’t me. Stamp it clean where the pages meet, Hands to heart like a sworn decree. Keep my name in chain of custody— Every handoff, every sheet. If you want the proof, come walk with me— Keep my name in chain of custody. [Tag] Return to sender if altered.