(Verse 1)
They spun the yarns of awkward grins,
Of school dance mishaps, where the chaos begins.
With punchlines sharp and stories bold,
Their laughter's worth its weight in gold.
Remember that first, cringe-worthy date?
They turned that mess into a comedic fate.
(Chorus)
Raise a toast to the Punchline Kings,
Who turned life’s chaos into joyful things.
With every power chord, every witty rhyme,
They made us laugh through borrowed time.
Oh, the anthem blasts, a riotous sound,
The sound of freedom, nowhere else found!
(Verse 2)
From forgotten lockers to the misfit crew,
Their songs became the guide we always knew.
That shaky stance, the teenage roar,
They flipped the script, and we asked for more.
The mosh pits formed, a joyous, wild scene,
Living out every single adolescent dream.
(Chorus)
Raise a toast to the Punchline Kings,
Who turned life’s chaos into joyful things.
With every power chord, every witty rhyme,
They made us laugh through borrowed time.
Oh, the anthem blasts, a riotous sound,
The sound of freedom, nowhere else found!
(Bridge)
More than just jokes, a comfort in the noise,
A soundtrack to our awkward, hopeful joys.
They amplified the feelings, the unsaid plight,
And bathed it all in vibrant, comical light.
Through every stage, every stumble and fall,
Their melodies answered freedom's call.
(Guitar Solo - Energetic, melodic, and short, in true pop-punk fashion)
(Chorus)
Raise a toast to the Punchline Kings,
Who turned life’s chaos into joyful things.
With every power chord, every witty rhyme,
They made us laugh through borrowed time.
Oh, the anthem blasts, a riotous sound,
The sound of freedom, nowhere else found!
(Outro)
Yeah, the Punchline Kings, forever they reign!
Turning laughter into pop-punk gain!
(Fade out with repeated guitar riff and vocal ad-libs)
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