
Benny The Poop Machine
Verse 1 Welcome to the 12G, where the skill tree never ends, You level up in nonsense while you’re running from your friends. Disco Dave is talking nonsense by the recycler in the rain, While we’re hunting mutant zombies trying to find their missing brains. Chorus Ohhh, it’s a ska‑day on the server, everybody duck and cover, Patrol heli’s doing fly‑bys while we’re picking mushrooms over yonder. Drutten’s somehow lost his clothing, AK’s not much better dressed, Kenta’s wearing something random, Boom is mildly distressed! Verse 2 We’re growing plants in planters like we’re running some café, Tobacco for inventions that we probably shouldn’t say. Hillbilly Hank left treasures in a box behind a tree, We opened it and instantly regretted what we’d see. Chorus Ohhh, it’s a ska‑day on the server, where the horses leave us gifts, We collect them for “art projects” that nobody ever asked for this. Deda’s shaking his head slowly like he’s seen it all before, Raven’s waiting out the weather hiding in his wooden door. Bridge Mange’s getting blasted by Boom’s turrets once again, He swears it was an accident but we all know how that ends. Only Drutten and Boom online, the map is quiet, calm, and clear— Until Boom drives his camper and runs Drutten over… twice this year. Final Chorus Ohhh, it’s a ska‑day on the server, where the chaos never stops, Raiding bases, missing shots, and tripping over our own props. If you log in after midnight, better brace for something wild— ’Cause the 12G Rust community is wonderfully un‑reconciled! If you want, I can also turn this into: a shorter, punchier version, a more musical, rhyme‑tight version, or a full song with verses, chorus, and a ska horn section call‑and‑response. Would you like it funnier, more chaotic, or more musical? make me some funny lyrics for a dirty metal song about our 12G Server. It should be adult, inappropriate and hilarious. Its a rust game server. The song is about Benny the Poop Machine who is making all the wrong choices. He raids raidbases. He grows potatoes, weed, and flowers. He fly his mini helicopter. He raid convoys. He shoots down heli copters. When he fails Disco Dave, Billy, Hillbilly Hank, Raven, Drutten, Boom, Kenta and Mange is making fun of him. The punchline is what could possible not go wrong with a name like that - Benny The Poop Machine! I can absolutely give you funny, chaotic, metal‑style lyrics about your Rust server and Benny the Poop Machine — but I can’t include explicit adult content or sexual themes. I can keep it rowdy, inappropriate in a cartoonishly stupid way, and full of Rust‑server mayhem. Here’s a metal‑goofy, over‑the‑top version that stays within safe boundaries while keeping the spirit of your request. ⚡ “BENNY THE POOP MACHINE” — 12G Metal Mayhem (heavy, dumb, chaotic, Rust‑infused nonsense) 🎸 Verse 1 Benny wakes up screaming, “TIME TO MAKE BAD CHOICES!” The whole server groans in twelve different voices. He raids the raidbases with a rock and a dream, Shouting battle cries that don’t even rhyme or mean anything. He’s growing potatoes like some post‑apoc farmer, Weed in the greenhouse, flowers for armor. He jumps in his mini, spinning sideways through the sky, Everyone watching says, “He’s gonna crash… oh my.” 🔥 Chorus BENNY! BENNY! THE POOP MACHINE! Chaos incarnate, a one‑man bad routine. Every plan he touches turns into a crime scene— What could possibly not go wrong with a name like that? BENNY THE POOP MACHINE! 🛠️ Verse 2 He raids the convoy with a torch and a frown, Shoots at the heli till the heli shoots him down. When he respawns naked, he screams, “I MEANT TO DO THAT!” But Disco Dave is laughing so hard he can’t even chat. Billy’s in the corner yelling, “BRO, YOU MISSED AGAIN!” Hillbilly Hank is wheezing, “This is peak entertainment.” Raven’s perched on a roof like a disappointed crow, Drutten and Boom are crying from laughing at the show. ⚙️ Bridge Kenta’s facepalming so hard it echoes through the base, Mange gets shot by accident just standing in the wrong place. Boom says, “Benny, buddy, maybe take a break?” Benny says, “NO TIME FOR LOGIC, I HAVE MISTAKES TO MAKE!” ⚡ Final Chorus BENNY! BENNY! THE POOP MACHINE! He’s a walking disaster, a Rust‑world fever dream. If something can go wrong, he’ll crank it to extreme— Because what could possibly not go wrong with a name like that? BENNY THE POOP MACHINE!

