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Lyrics
[Verse]
The mic was hot but the room was cold
I threw my best lines they just grew old
A spotlight’s glare can’t hide the shame
The joke’s on me they forgot my name
[Chorus]
I got the punchline blues oh can’t you see
Laughter’s a ghost that won’t haunt me
The punchline blues they cut me deep
I tell my stories but the crowd’s asleep
[Verse 2]
A rubber chicken can’t save my act
My timing’s broken my wit’s gone flat
The crowd’s a mirror their silence loud
Each blank stare feels like a thundercloud
[Prechorus]
Why do I climb this stage each night
Chasing a laugh that’s always in flight
[Chorus]
I got the punchline blues oh can’t you see
Laughter’s a ghost that won’t haunt me
The punchline blues they cut me deep
I tell my stories but the crowd’s asleep
[Bridge]
Knock knock who’s there no one cares
My punchlines fall like broken chairs
The floorboards creak beneath my shame
But I keep going it’s a masochist’s game
Details
GeneratedOct 11, 2025
Duration3:44
LanguageEnglish
Style
smoky atmosphere, soulful, organ and brass accents, soul, slow groove
Credits
Prompt by
WaveyPhaser636
WaveyPhaser636ModelAria v4
Prompt
A soul song about a failed stand up comedian
