[Intro] Silas said Pixel had too much zoomies again. Vexa just smiled and went full apocalypse. [Verse 1] Porch light buzzing. Old man on his third whiskey. Grumbling the mutt is turning sheep into nervous wrecks. Barking at wool like they stole his last cred. Vexa vanishes. Returns with rust and bad intent. Big tube on her shoulder. Pure gremlin in her grin. Jara already sighing. Silas reaching for cover. Trigger snaps. No fire. Just sparkles and sin. Out pours the herd. Glowing like cheap neon sin. [Pre-Chorus 1] First sheep hits dirt. Shimmers like bad candy. Pixel locks on. Full derp engine engaged. [Chorus 1 ] Data Hit in the pasture tonight. Data Hit. Bazooka loaded with spite. Rainbow sheep raining. Doubling on sight. Data Hit. Pixel’s living his best damn life. When the farm turns into a glitter bomb stampede. Data Hit. This is what too much zoomies breeds tonight. [Verse 2] One touch. Split. Double. Exponential disaster. Whole field glowing. Real sheep standing there. Judging hard in silence. While their holographic cousins throw a glowing circus. Vexa’s howling. Jara’s smirk cracking wide. Silas just stares like his retirement just died. [Pre-Chorus 2] No blood. No bodies. Just pure ridiculous light. The entire farm glowing like it lost its mind. [Chorus 2] Data Hit in the pasture tonight. Data Hit. We broke the rules just right. Colors keep spawning. Dog crowned as their king. Data Hit. Even the old wolf starts to sing. When the holograms multiply and the chaos feels divine. Data Hit. This madness is mine. All mine. [Bridge] Jara says: “A normal gun would’ve done the job.” Vexa answers: “Sure. But a bazooka’s just way hotter.” Silas asks: “Why the hell are they rainbow colored?” Vexa grins wide: “Because I didn’t set it to tired old man mode. That’s why.” [Outro] Pixel still zooming through oceans of light. Real sheep looking mildly traumatized. Silas muttering: “Cubs…” into the night. Data Hit. Baa .... Data Hit! --- Lyrics © 2026 TrixTuneX All Rights Reserved. Exclusively available on Suno.
