Mr Suburban Coyote Radio Lyrics and Story 2025 Life stories in music Leave a like or comment to make better music together...peace and love Using Ai tools to create music I dreamed of! Ah-yay-ay-ay, whoa-oh-oh, skee-bop-bop, yeah-yeah-yeah… We stir, we sway, we break away… [Verse 1 – Shadows of Yesterday] Monopoly on memories, they twist our truth to dust, Power in their pens, rewriting us with no effort to advance. Fortunate, we stand firm, anchors in real-world storms, Yet their tales of our trials dismiss what we’ve sworn. Case in point, they pump and dump our past for gain, Evil whispers cloak reason, ignoring scars we can’t feign. We honor what we know, though silence grips our core, Pilot of our story? Us. Not them. Nevermore. (Scat break) Skee-doo-wop, ah-yay-ay-ay, whoa-oh… We weave, we grieve, we still believe… [Hook] Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, we feel it… Ohhhhhhhhh, we feel it… Ginger cookie crumbs in our mind, Rewriting tides, no truth to find. Ah-yay-ay-ay, we feeeeeeel iiiiiiiitt! [Verse 2 – The Weight of Their Words] They whistle blow on fables, claiming they know our fight, But their ink spills lies, stealing stars from our night. Impact of their stories burns, a trial we didn’t choose, Our past, their game—monopoly they refuse to lose. We guard our thoughts, no open doors to their parade, Yet their voices creep, reshaping dreams we made. Evil in their ease, dismissing what we hold tight, Reason screams within us: only we know what’s right. (Scat break) Bop-bop-bah, ah-yay-ay-ay, skee-wop-wop… We clash, we crash, we rise from ash… [Bridge] No map to guide, no anchor holds their tide, They rewrite our steps, but we won’t hide. Fortunate, we sway where truth won’t bend, Power in our pulse—our story won’t end. Ah-yay-ay-ay… we’re still here, unclear… [Hook] Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, we feel it… Ohhhhhhhhh, we feel it… Ginger cookie crumbs in our mind, Rewriting tides, no truth to find. Ah-yay-ay-ay, we feeeeeeel iiiiiiiitt! [Verse 3 – The Turn Toward Dawn] Monopoly cracks slow, their power starts to fade, Real world calls us forward, no longer their charade. We whistle blow our own, no need for their refrain, Fortunate, we stand tall, though questions still remain. Case in point, we mend what they tried to break apart, Honor in our silence, truth a fire in our heart. Impact of their words? Heavy, but we’re lighter now, Pilot of our future—us, with hope we don’t know how. (Scat break) Skee-bop-bah, ah-yay-ay-ay, whoa-oh-oh… We mend, we blend, we won’t pretend… [Big Finish – The Echoes We Keep] We chase what’s real through shifting skies, Navigate their tales, unravel lies. Highs lift low, yet we drift on, Echoes of us linger, never gone. Ooo-oh-oh-ooo… We hooooooold, we fold, we’re untold… Ah-yay-ay-ay, skee-bop-bop… Still here, unclear, we steer… (Scat outro) Ah-yay-ay-ay, skee-bop-bop, yeah-yeah-yeah… We stir, we sway, we break away… unclear, we steer… (Scat outro) Ah-yay-ay-ay, skee-bop-bop, yeah-yeah-yeah… We stir, we sway, we break away [Energetic Outro] [End]
