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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mask on, boots in the mud
Paint on my sleeve, blood hot with the buzz
Goggles fog up, I clear 'em off
That old back field got us locked and cocked
Crew rolls in with the same wild grin
Bigfoot footprints 'round the shed again
We stack up close by the pine fence line
One shout, one run, then it's go time
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear that count, hear that call
We ain't here to tiptoe, y'all
Hands up high, let the whole world see
When we move, we move like a stampede
[Chorus]
Sasquatch Militia
Can't stop, won't stop
Sasquatch Militia
We hit and we don't stop
Paint in the grass
Fire in our chest
Sasquatch Militia
We bring the mess
[Verse 2]
Red tag flying from a busted tree
Blue team ducking, trying to out-run me
I take one hit, I laugh it off
Come back swinging like a storm at dawn
Tailgate speakers crack, and the whole yard shakes
Cold drinks sweating on the truck bed tray
If you hear that howl from behind the line
Boy, you better move or you're out of time
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear that count, hear that call
We ain't here to tiptoe, y'all
Hands up high, let the whole world see
When we move, we move like a stampede
[Chorus]
Sasquatch Militia
Can't stop, won't stop
Sasquatch Militia
We hit and we don't stop
Paint in the grass
Fire in our chest
Sasquatch Militia
We bring the mess
[Bridge]
Tell my mama I ain't coming clean
I'm all grit, all grin, all gasoline
One more charge, one more run
We leave that field torn up for fun
[Final Chorus]
Sasquatch Militia
Can't stop, won't stop
Sasquatch Militia
We hit and we don't stop
Paint in the grass
Fire in our chest
Sasquatch Militia
We bring the mess
Sasquatch Militia
Can't stop, won't stop
Sasquatch Militia
We hit and we don't stop
Paint in the grass
Fire in our chest
Sasquatch Militia
We bring the mess
Details
GeneratedApr 26, 2026
Duration3:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country blues with a stompin' two-step groove and greasy shuffle feel; verse rides twangy acoustic guitar, brushed snare, and walking bass; pre-chorus tightens with handclaps and a rising harmony; chorus hits with gang shouts, slide guitar licks, and a call-and-response hook. Male vocals upfront and rough, with doubled lines on the hook, short delay throws on key phrases, and a few hollered ad-libs. Ear candy: whistle pickup before the chorus, reverse cymbal into the bridge, and a last-chorus key lift. Mix is warm, rowdy, and barn-fried bright., country, blues
Credits
Prompt by
manytales12
manytales12ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
We are Sasquatch Militia paintball hype time can't stop won't stop country, male, blues
