⚠️ Disclaimer: This music was made with AI.
It’s not a band. It’s not a comeback. It’s a coping mechanism.
Created during a stretch of depression, anxiety, insomnia, and full-tilt exhaustion.
If that bothers you — good. It means you still feel something.
So here's one of the tracks that I modified the lyrics, so the mechanical license doesn’t cover this… cover. I'm releasing it for personal enjoyment and not making money from it, which was never the goal to begin with. More like a cool bonus if it happens.
I would appreciate a listen and feedback for the rest of the album that was released. You can find it on just about every streaming service, but here's the link for Spotify and YouTube…
As always, I hope you enjoy my beautiful wreck of a tune!
“Run Run, Rodulph”
[Verse 1]
Out of all the reindeer, Rudy’s still the trouble kind,
Run, run Rudolph — yeah, you’re blowing past the dotted line.
Run, run Rudolph, Santa’s gotta haul it downtown,
Tell him hit the turbo, floor it, doesn’t matter if the cops are around.
Run, run Rudolph, I’m spinning like a merry-go-round.
[Verse 2]
Said Santa to a boy, “Kid, what kinda chaos do you crave?”
He said, “A rock ’n’ roll guitar loud enough to wake up the grave.”
Then Rudy kicked the boosters, lit the sky up like a firework star —
Run, run Rudolph, Santa’s gotta rip it to town.
Tell him hit the freeway, pedal down, don’t even think about slowing down.
Run, run Rudolph, got my head spinning ’round and ’round.
[Verse 3]
Run, run Rudolph — Santa’s screaming, “Move that tail!”
He’s got one night, two hands, and a bag full of Amazon fails.
The sleigh’s overloaded, cookies got him wired and wild,
But Rudy’s drifting corners like a caffeinated child.
Run, run Rudolph, I’m spinning like a carnival ride —
Pray to the snow gods Santa keeps it inside.
[Verse 4]
Said Santa to a girl, “Hey now, what’s the dream on your list?”
She said, “A baby doll that cries, sleeps, drinks — basically pisses you off like this.”
Then Rudolph hit Mach 2, split the midnight sky in half —
Run, run Rudolph, Santa’s gotta book it, no time to crash.
Tell him take the freeway, break the sound barrier, make it flash.
Run, run Rudolph, I’m spinning like a merry-go-round.
[Final Chorus]
Run, run Rudolph, Santa’s got no chill tonight —
If he doesn’t haul ass, the whole world’s gonna start a fight.
Run, run Rudolph, baby, ring those bells and shake that ground —
Run, run Rudolph — I’m reeling like a merry-go-round.
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