Magic Eight Ball
Créé par TheShillWeaselKing avec Udio AI
2024-04-30
Lyrics
(Verse 1) (Voice 1) Streaming film rats, a coaches view, Satellite radio, podcasts without a clue. Entertaining, as they may be, Roster’s laden, with scrub Jay Vee. In an endless, standings free fall, Breathlessly con-sult, my Magic Eight Ball (Chorus) Bench my QB?, (Voice 2) “It is decidedly so.” Change my Run Dee?, (Voice 2) “My sources say no.” Are you old school AI?, (Voice 2) “Without a doubt.” Can I trust your reply?, (Voice 2) “Don’t count on it.” (Verse 2) (Voice 1) Oh where can I turn, for some sound advice? Something better, than a roll of the dice. My football instincts, they stink like a skunk, Then week after week, a point scoring funk. Need one good break, a single great call Begging for truth, from my Magic Eight Ball (Chorus) Trade for a kicker?, (Voice 2) “It is decidedly so.” Am I soon to be victor?, (Voice 2) “My sources say no.” Bake a brownie batch?, (Voice 2) “Without a doubt.” Win my next grudge match?, (Voice 2) “Don’t count on it.” (Verse 2) (Voice 1) Oh where can I turn, for some sound advice? Something better, than a roll of the dice. My football instincts, they stink like a skunk, Then week after week, a point scoring funk. Need one good break, a single great call Begging for truth, from my Magic Eight Ball
