Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Pulled up late to the docking bay
Rust on my boots
Got paid today
Ship name glowing on the hull in red
“The Warsmith” stamped on the metalhead
Slide through the hatch
Smell grease and smoke
Bartender laughs
Says “Here’s our joke”
Over the bar
Big neon sign
“Armored Alcoholics” in crooked lines
Spartan helmets stacked like mugs
MJOLNIR armor on metal rugs
Visors up
But they’re seeing double
Whole damn fireteam looking for trouble (hey!)
[Chorus]
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith ride
Pour one out for the ones who tried
If you’re still standing
You ain’t done right
We drink till the stars blur bright tonight
Armored Alcoholics
Raise that glass
Silver and gold in a mountain of trash
If your shield’s full
Take another hit
Welcome to the bar on the Warsmith
[Verse 2]
Blue team posted in the corner booth
Talking ‘bout tactics
Dodging the truth
Red team singing off-key on the floor
Somebody’s punching a busted door
Shot glasses lined like frag grenades
Flip one wrong
See the room cascade
Sticky boots in a sea of foam
ODST snoring in a broken dome
Bartender’s got that one steel arm
Lost the real one saving some farm
Taps that kegs like he arms a bomb
Says “Drink up
Kids
We’re the calm before calm” (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith ride
Pour one out for the ones who tried
If you’re still standing
You ain’t done right
We drink till the stars blur bright tonight
Armored Alcoholics
Raise that glass
Silver and gold in a mountain of trash
If your shield’s full
Take another hit
Welcome to the bar on the Warsmith
[Bridge]
To the ones who dropped and never came back
To the names scratched deep in the cargo rack
We toast
We choke
We laugh
We swear
Steel on steel
’cause we’re still here (still here)
[Chorus]
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith ride
Pour one out for the ones who tried
If you’re still standing
You ain’t done right
We drink till the stars blur bright tonight
Armored Alcoholics
Raise that glass
Silver and gold in a mountain of trash
If your shield’s full
Take another hit
Welcome to the bar on the Warsmith (Warsmith!)
Style
rowdy space-rap bar anthemswung west coast bounce with chewy bass and clap-heavy drums; cartoonish storytelling verses with male vocalsbig gang-shout hookand chant-along ad-libs. synth brass hits and talkbox accents on the chorusbreakdown on last hook for crowd singalong.
Prompt
I want a drinking song kinda like Colt 45 but want it to be about a bar called Armored alcoholics on a space ship called the warsmith, patrons are halo Spartans
Credits
Prompt by
Ghost_404
Ghost_404GeneratedFeb 19, 2026
ModelAria v5
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