

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Baby Guy on the back of the couch Eyes like trouble, tail like a fuse Paws in the plant, claws in the couch Yeah, this tiny tiger’s bad news Dive-bomb lap from across the room Teeth on my thumb, then soft purr bloom Scratch on my arm, then nap on my chest I swear this chaos is the best [Chorus] Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk Rip my jeans, then curl right up Wild little heart in a fur coat Bites my hand, then saves my soul Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk Roughhouse love, I can’t get enough Every jump, every joyful fight You turn my bad days bright [Verse 2] Zoomies at three in the morning Skid on the floor like you’re on tour Knock down a glass, no warning Then you’re purring at my door Headbutt chin, then attack my feet Flip on your back like “come and see” Claws out first, then eyes go soft You’re my favorite, tiny mosh [Chorus] Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk Rip my sleeves, then curl right up Wild little heart in a fur coat Bites my hand, then saves my soul Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk Roughhouse love, I can’t get enough Every jump, every joyful fight You turn my bad days bright [Bridge] Yeah you scratch, yeah you scream But you’re my sweetest, spikiest dream Every scar, every laugh, every shout That’s what love is all about (hey!) [Chorus] Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk Rip my jeans, then curl right up Wild little heart in a fur coat Bites my hand, then saves my soul Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk Roughhouse love, I can’t get enough Every leap, every wild-eyed bite You turn my bad days bright
Tags
rock, Fast, scrappy pop-punk with male vocals, bright distorted guitars, and punchy live drums. Verses sprint with chugged power chords and tight stops; chorus explodes with gang shouts and octave lead line. Brief half-time breakdown in the bridge, then final chorus jumps up a key with stacked “whoa-oh”s and big crash ending., punk, joyful
2:23
No
4/13/2026