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! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, we know it… Ohhhhhhhhh, we know it… Drawing net of dreams so wide, Content in us, we ride Ah-yay-ay-ay, we knoooooow iiiiiiiitt! We crouched in dusty glow, worn pads in hand Drawing visions bold, breaking fingers mend Buzz beyond faded, each stroke kissed dark away Motive pure: unmask truth, chase fear’s decay Content grew wild, whispers lit our town General hum of hope, twelve years tumbling down Brownie points stacked high, we dared despair to stay Each mark sparked light, guiding us astray Breaking fingers flexed, bones cracked loud Yet we laughed, joy piercing doubt’s shroud To each their own, we carved our tale Dispatch landed soft, promise didn’t fail Scars turned bright, stars in our climb Mask slipped off, freedom beat time Skee-bop-bop, we swayed, unbroken still General will surged, bending every hill Dispatch dropped, sealed with tender kiss Town stirred alive, twelve years morphed to bliss We shouted loud, “Our finest stand begins!” Some heard “flour,” grinned, savoring sweet sins Drawing dreams, we netted every spark Motive clear, no mask to cloak our mark Content pulsed through, breaking fingers healed Hope’s wild dance, our fate revealed Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, we know it… Ohhhhhhhhh, we know it… Drawing net of dreams so wide, Content in us, we ride Ah-yay-ay-ay, we knoooooow iiiiiiiitt! We snared light in net, radiant waves took flight Reason roared, doubt drowned in sight Breaking fingers traced, daring all to rise HOPE spelled bold: hearts lift skies Town once hushed, now buzzed with sound General beat of us, no mask around Content soared high, twelve years reborn Dispatch woke dreams, never torn Echoes chased us, night swallowed sound Black quartz sphinx judged our ground Stars blazed names, Artem flipped to mastery Even, odd flipped back, steady as we be “For all intensive aims,” we roared alive “Leading cheer” slipped “bleeding fear,” we thrive We hunt glow through raging skies Steer past masks, shred woven lies Low lifts high, we push ahead Wild current pulls, yet we’re not dead Ooo-oh-oh-ooo… We griiiiiip, we slip, we’re infinite… Ah-yay-ay-ay, we soar… Still here, still fierce, forevermore
