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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Survival Steve
Got a lighter in his pocket that’s out of gas
Got a magnifying glass and a shard of glass
Rubbing two sticks
Swearing this is the one at last
(it’s never the one)
[Chorus]
Survival Steve
King of the campsite
Starts fires fourteen different ways
Still chasing that first spark
Camouflage clothes
Blending into the dark
But he’s never caught a fish in his life
Survival Steve
Just trying to get it right
[Verse 2]
He can build a shelter out of tarps and hope
Tie ten kinds of knots in a length of rope
He’ll talk all night about staying alive
But the lake stays quiet
Every cast
Nothing bites
[Chorus]
Survival Steve
King of the campsite
Starts fires fourteen different ways
Still chasing that first spark
Camouflage clothes
Blending into the dark
But he’s never caught a fish in his life
Survival Steve
Just trying to get it right
[Bridge]
Maybe he’s meant for the stories
More than the glory of a stringer full of shine
Sitting by the glow of his almost embers
He laughs it off
Says
“maybe next time” (maybe next time)
[Chorus]
Survival Steve
King of the campsite
Starts fires fourteen different ways
Still chasing that first spark
Camouflage clothes
Blending into the dark
But he’s never caught a fish in his life
Survival Steve
Yeah
He’ll be alright
Survival Steve
Just trying to get it right
Details
GeneratedMar 6, 2026
Duration3:44
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Soft rock band feel with male vocals, warm overdriven guitars and steady drums. Verses sit in a mellow, storytelling pocket with bass and brushed snare; choruses lift with bigger chords, backing “whoa-oh”s, and tambourine. Brief middle-eight adds acoustic strums and organ pad before a final, soaring hook., soft rock
Credits
Prompt byGrandNinja191
ModelAria v5
Prompt
male. Soft rock. Survival Steve. Starts fires 14 different ways without a no flame. Camouflage clothes. Never caught a fish
