Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boots on the porch at 5 a.m
Coffee in a thermos
Rust on the van
Address on a crumpled work order sheet
Another flooded kitchen
Another busted week
Door flies open
Man’s already mad
Blamin’ me for the mess he had
“Fix it fast
Don’t charge me much”
He’s barkin’ orders
I’m bitin’ my tongue
[Chorus]
I’m the pipe wrench king
Baby
Turnin’ that ring
Mud on my jeans
Chrome on my ring
They can curse my name
Slam the door in my face
I still crack that line
Get the water in place
Ain’t afraid of the mess
Ain’t afraid of the cost
Handle pressure like a boss
I’m the pipe wrench king for my little crew
Bringin’ home that money to you
[Verse 2]
Old lady yellin’ from the top of the stairs
“Don’t scratch my floor
And wipe your boots there”
Knee on the tile
Sweat down my neck
Knuckles all scarred from crawl-space checks
Phone keeps ringin’ while I’m under the sink
“Are you done yet? This better not stink”
I just laugh low
Twist that valve tight
Turn their bad day back to alright
[Chorus]
I’m the pipe wrench king
Baby
Turnin’ that ring
Mud on my jeans
Chrome on my ring
They can curse my name
Slam the door in my face
I still crack that line
Get the water in place
Ain’t afraid of the mess
Ain’t afraid of the cost
Handle pressure like a boss
I’m the pipe wrench king for my little crew
Bringin’ home that money to you
[Bridge]
[Music drops to chugging guitars
Vocal almost spoken]
Friday night
Pull up
Porch light on (yeah)
Kids hit the driveway
Boots come off
Cash in a jar on the counter by the bread
Kiss from my woman
Hand on my head
All that noise from the day just fades
When I see what these long hours pay
Every rude word
Every slammed front door
Feels like fuel when I walk through ours (let’s go)
[Chorus]
I’m the pipe wrench king
Baby
Turnin’ that ring
Mud on my jeans
Chrome on my ring
They can curse my name
Slam the door in my face
I still crack that line
Get the water in place
Ain’t afraid of the mess
Ain’t afraid of the cost
Handle pressure like a boss
I’m the pipe wrench king
That’s what I do
Bringin’ home that money to you (oh yeah)
Bringin’ home that money to you
Style
metalcountry-metal crossover with drop-tuned guitarstwangy lead licksand a stomp-clap groove. verses sit in a swaggering half-time pocket; chorus explodes with gang shouts and stacked harmonies. big crunchy riffs answer the vocal lineskick and floor tom slam on downbeatsand a brief breakdown lets the vocal snarl before the last huge hook. male vocals with grit and a hint of southern drawl.country
Prompt
A country/metal of a plumber handling plumbing issues like a boss, dealing with rude and demanding people, but bringing home big money for his family
Credits
Prompt by
roguedunn
roguedunnGeneratedJan 28, 2026
ModelAria v5
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