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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Rollin' up slow in a painted-up van
White face grin and a red right hand
Smoke in the cab and the seats all torn
He laughs too hard when the tires hit the road
Clown shoes stomp on the worn-out mat
Little gold teeth and a baseball bat
Got that stare like a pit in the dirt
If you hear him giggle, boy, it gets worse
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear that horn go
Low and mean
Blacktop sway
Like a bad dream
Tiny eyes in the rearview glow
He ain't lost
He already knows
[Chorus]
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
Rollin' through your bad dreams
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
Laughin' like a gasoline fiend
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
Don't look back, just run
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
When he pops up, you're done
[Verse 2]
Ash on the dash and a dented clown nose
Spit-take grin when the whole thing swerves
He puffs that haze through the cracked-up door
Then he taps the wheel like a man possessed
Side of the van got a busted circus sign
Half-melt paint and a blood-red line
He hums to himself through the empty night
Like a bad little prayer with a crooked bite
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear that horn go
Low and mean
Blacktop sway
Like a bad dream
Tiny eyes in the rearview glow
He ain't lost
He already knows
[Chorus]
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
Rollin' through your bad dreams
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
Laughin' like a gasoline fiend
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
Don't look back, just run
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
When he pops up, you're done
[Bridge]
[Breakdown]
He wants the dark
He wants the scream
He loves that laugh
In the Munchie Machine
One more turn
Then the fog rolls in
Painted-up grin
Let the nightmare begin
[Chorus]
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
Rollin' through your bad dreams
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
Laughin' like a gasoline fiend
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
Don't look back, just run
Munchie Machine, Munchie Machine
When he pops up, you're done
Details
GeneratedMay 26, 2026
Duration3:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
Bass-heavy rap-rock with creeping half-time drums, distorted low bass riffs, and syncopated guitar stabs; verse rides a tense spoken rap pocket, pre-chorus strips to bass and claps, chorus hits with shouted gang hooks and sinister doubles. Add reversed cymbal swells, carnival-box accents, and a sub-drop into each hook. Gritty close-mic lead with raspy ad-libs, wide distorted hook layers, bright punchy mix with a dirty basement edge., rap, rock
Credits
Prompt byDuskLazy828
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A bass rock rap creepy song about killer psycho clown whos evil and and smokes weed driving a van called the munchie machine
