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Lyrics
[Intro]
Pulled up late to the edge of the stars
Burnt-out boots and a pocket of scars
Door slid back
Smell of smoke and myths
Neon sign flicks
Reads “Armored Alcoholics” on the Warsmith (hey!)
[Chorus]
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
Drunk in the void and we still don’t miss
Ship jump twice and the room gone tilt
We just blame it on the shots
Not the warp drive shift
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
Toast to the stains on our flight deck fits
If the captain gets mad
Tell him come take a sip
At the Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith (woah)
[Verse 1]
First round poured in a cracked tin cup
Blue stuff glow
Yeah
It burned my gut
Bartender’s got three eyes
One patched shut
Says
“Tip real good or your air gets cut”
Cards on the table
Planets in the pot
Smuggler in the corner with a fake ID slot
Girl at the jukebox
Chrome on her hips
Laugh like a laser when she steals my chips (damn)
[Chorus]
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
Drunk in the void and we still don’t miss
Ship jump twice and the room gone tilt
We just blame it on the shots
Not the warp drive shift
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
Toast to the stains on our flight deck fits
If the captain gets mad
Tell him come take a sip
At the Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
[Verse 2]
We do a little toast for the ones back home
Then a bigger one more for the unknown
Pilot doing donuts in artificial dawn
Spillin’ that drink with his helmet on
Tech in the corner trying to fix that leak
Using my flask like a wrench all week
Priest in the booth taking shots for sins
Says
“Bless this mess
” then orders twins (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
Drunk in the void and we still don’t miss
Ship jump twice and the room gone tilt
We just blame it on the shots
Not the warp drive shift
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
Toast to the stains on our flight deck fits
If the captain gets mad
Tell him come take a sip
At the Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
[Bridge]
If we crash into a star tonight
Bury my tab in the blacklight
Carve on my hatch in sloppy script:
“I died drunk
Happy
On the Warsmith” (hey!)
[Chorus]
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
Drunk in the void and we still don’t miss
Ship jump twice and the room gone tilt
We just blame it on the shots
Not the warp drive shift
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
Toast to the stains on our flight deck fits
If the captain gets mad
Tell him come take a sip
At the Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith (one more!)
Armored Alcoholics on the Warsmith
Details
GeneratedFeb 19, 2026
Duration3:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rowdy space-rap bar anthem, male vocals. Swinging halftime groove with thick sub bass and loose live drums, talk-sung verses over crunchy, detuned keys and a grimy synth bass line. Hook explodes with gang vocals, stomps, and claps, plus cheesy sci‑fi FX whooshes between lines. Final chorus stacks ad‑libs and call‑and‑response chants like a drunken crew singalong in zero‑G.
Credits
Prompt by
Ghost_404
Ghost_404ModelAria v5
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
