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Lyrics
[Verse]
Old man runnin', tantrums like a child at the zoo,
Sixty-five, but lunchbox packed with Daddy's stew,
Office rage, throwin' files, ain't nothin' new,
Swearin' storms comin' through, man, he got no clue.
[Verse 2]
Live with Pops, basement king, never flew the nest,
Temper breakin' chairs, daily office unrest,
Dodging staplers, papers flyin' east to west,
Staff on edge, every meeting a survival test.
[Chorus]
Teapot ready, short fuse, puffin' steam,
Management nightmare, livin' in a bad dream,
Cubicle chaos, ancient king's regime,
Office warzone, every day, the same theme.
[Verse 3]
Beneath that suit, kid heart still beats,
Tantrum tempos, can’t find the offbeats,
Ancient shadows, livin' under past defeats,
Eye rolls and whispers, hear them in the backseats.
[Bridge]
Sixty-five, but still a spoiled kid inside,
Daddy’s boy tantrums, got no place to hide,
Why rage in the office, when life’s a wild ride?
Chillin' with your Pops, while your ego takes a slide.
[Verse 4]
Echoes in the hallway, anger's cruel refrain,
Fragile ego, snappin' chains, never tamed,
Paper rains down like wrath from a hurricane,
Every day a circus, boss’s rage—our main pain.
Details
GeneratedDec 27, 2024
Duration3:31
Credits
Prompt byHypnoticTheremin97
ModelAria v4
Prompt
A song about my 65 year old boss who lives with his dad and has temper tantrums at work and throws things and swears. Rap,polka emo,hyphy egyptian,ska
