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Lyrics
[Verse]
Blade spinning, shredding dreams in a flash,
Kitchen assassin, turning carrots to mash.
Soup's bubbling, rhythm's trouble in the pot,
A chef's apocalypse, cooking what you're not.
Metal beast, a gadget from the future's zone,
Termomix commander, I’m chef to the bone.
Whisking up chaos, flavors unknown,
Turn the dial, feel the culinary throne.
[Chorus]
Termomix Vorwerk, whipping up the storm,
Revolution in the kitchen, breaking every norm.
Slice, dice, steam, it’s a kitchen reform,
Termomix Vorwerk, where legends are born.
[Verse 2]
Ska horns blaring, got the skank in the groove,
Punk energy surging, every blade's on the move.
No recipe, just chaos, it’s the anarchist’s jam,
Cooking up rebellion, no need for the gram.
Plastic lid popping, steam rising to the sky,
Pasta kneading like a mosh pit, elbows flying high.
Ingredients clashing, a riot in the bowl,
Flavor revolution, feeding every soul.
[Bridge]
Dough rising, revolution's bread,
Chopping onions, tears of the fed.
Garlic press heavy, punch to the head,
Termomix anthem, the rebels are led.
Details
GeneratedDec 4, 2025
Duration1:55
LanguageGerman
Style
ska fusion with gritty beats, and raw energy. male vocals, rap, heavy bassline, punk, aggressive delivery, ska, sharp horns, and offbeat guitar skanks.
Credits
Prompt by
NOISY_SOUNDS
NOISY_SOUNDSModelAria v5
Prompt
Termomix Vorwerk, rap, punk, ska
