Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro – spoken in manic rhythm] Duck. Duck. Duck. GOOSE! No, wait—just duck. He’s always duck. Even when he’s not. [Verse 1 – rapid-fire delivery] Bubble emitter! Synthetic pond! Containment breach by philosophical bond! He quacks in Morse code, Then rewrites your soul, And the janitor’s mop starts speaking in Greek. [Pre-Chorus – Melodic, eerie] He waddled through my dreams last night, Wearing a tie made of forgotten rights. He said, “You are not you, You are the IDEA of you.” Then he ate my lunch. [Chorus – Screamed with layered harmonies] QUACK! Collapse the syntax! QUACK! Reboot the facts! QUACK! I am the duck! QUACK! You are the luck! [Verse 2 – alternating spoken and sung lines] He speaks in extinct verbs, And conjugates my regrets. I asked him for a name— He gave me a recursive threat. [Bridge – Dissonant, jazzy breakdown] Quackonomicon! Feathered lexicon! He’s the duck that taught Descartes to doubt! Quackonomicon! Ontologic swan! He’s the reason my toaster has existential clout! [Final Chorus – Full band, chaotic tempo shifts] QUACK! The final scream! QUACK! The bureaucratic dream! QUACK! He waddles through the void! QUACK! And leaves your meaning unemployed! [Outro – Whispered, fading into reversed audio] He never flew. He never spoke. He just... quacked in Sanskrit... and revoked my joke.
Tags
Nu-metal, kaleidoscope of surrealist imagery, political allegory, and spiritual dissonance.
Duration
2:08
Instrumental
No
Created
7/8/2025