SMOL

  • Id:

    86cd22801bcb893e3e7a18d7d00e79a224b4d27eb2310a6dbe4a7581465adcd5
    safe

  • Prompt:

    A guy surfing on a tater tot in ketchup

  • Image:

    Surfing the Sauce

  • Description:

    The image features a man wearing a red suit, standing on a surfboard in the ocean. He appears to be enjoying his time, possibly surfing on a tater tot in ketchup. The scene is set against a backdrop of waves, creating a lively and fun atmosphere. The man's unique choice of surfboard and his attire make the image stand out and evoke a sense of playfulness and adventure.

  • Songs:

    👈 better

  • Lyrics:

    Title: Surfing the Sauce
Tags: Freak Folk, Storytelling, Grooveout

[Intro]
Out where the oceans bubble and boil,
There rides a legend on crispy oil—

[Verse 1]
He’s got a red suit, shimmerin' bright,
Ketchup waves crash in the morning light.
His board? A golden tater tot delight,
Riding crunch through the crimson bite.

[Pre-Chorus]
The seagulls cheer, the wind plays tunes,
He’s surfin' snacks beneath ketchup moons.

[Chorus]
Surfing the sauce, he’s fearless and free,
Bouncin' on fries in the deep red sea.
One hand up, the other on fate,
Saucin’ the surf, he won’t hesitate.

[Verse 2]
Crowds gather on salty shores,
To see the spud-king who defies the oars.
Red streaks trail his daring glide,
Potato-powered, he carves with pride.

[Bridge]
Condiment comets streak the sky,
Tomato tang in every high.
He dances with hunger, grace in each dip,
A snackboard savant on a flavor trip.

[Chorus]
Surfing the sauce, he’s fearless and free,
Bouncin' on fries in the deep red sea.
One hand up, the other on fate,
Saucin’ the surf, he won’t hesitate.

[Outro]
So when the tides roll rich and red,
Remember the surfer ketchup-fed.
On spuds he sailed, through tangy foam,
The snackwave called—and he found home.

[End]