King of Clowns (Self-Mockery) (with avant-garde post-punk, experimental rock)

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Started with a base image out of Leonardo AI with same prompt.

For his fans!

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—> you can listen to the song here:
https://www.riffusion.com/song/f798a2e6-013b-40a1-84df-132d3c723949


** King of Clowns (Self-Mockery) **

I built a tower of wisdom, tall as my spine,
stacked with certified truths, factory-line.
A bishop in sneakers, a king without shame,
they all bow to my altar of bullshit and fame.

I climb— I climb— I slip— I slide—
This mountain of mockery, this monument of lies.

Cut it up! Tear it down!
Pile it high, wear the crown!
Self-inflicted glory, self-absorbed story,
Bow before the King of Clowns!

The sky spits commercials, the ground swallows debt,
a hologram priest reads tweets from the dead.
I write my own scripture in ink made of rust,
"Truth is a mirror,"— I shatter the trust.

I climb— I climb— I slip— I slide—
This mountain of mockery, this monument of lies.

Cut it up! Tear it down!
Pile it high, wear the crown!
Self-inflicted glory, self-absorbed story,
Bow before the King of Clowns!

Red hands, blue veins, crawling slogans in the rain.
A smile's a noose, a deal's a bruise, the king of trash just changed his shoes.
Say it once, say it twice—your own reflection tells you lies.

• "Cut it up—cut it up—cut it up!"
• "Bow before—bow before—bow before!"
• "Self-mockery—self-mockery—self-mockery!"

"HA HA HA HA HAAAA!"


With love, © Aífe