The Last Laugh (On a Hotter Planet)

uplifting melodic pop

April 7th, 2024suno

Lyrics

Intro: Here we stand, on the brink, grinning wide, With a joke on our lips about the rising tide. In a melody that knows the truth it hides, A parody of ourselves, where irony resides. Verse 1: Bought an eco-friendly cup, feeling smug, While the forests behind us just shrug and burn. Sipping on organic chai, oh so snug, As we make a TikTok turn, ignoring the churn. Prechorus: We craft our memes in the dead of night, About how the world’s alight. "LOL," we type, pretending it's alright, In the glow of our screens, so bright. Chorus: Here in the laugh track of the end times, We find humor in the ecological crimes. Dancing on the deck of this sinking climb, A self-aware parody, our final rhyme. Verse 2: We chuckle at the irony of ‘Save the Bees,’ As we order another thing online with ease. The irony of clean air pleas, Breathing in the smog, as we wheeze. Prechorus 2: Joking about how we’ll all learn to swim, As the waters rise, at a whim. With a smirk, we sing this grim hymn, In a world growing dim, on a limb. Chorus 2: With satire as our shield, we jest at pain, Laughing as we stand in the acid rain. A caricature of hope, we can’t sustain, In this tragicomedy, we feign. Verse 3: We tweet about the apocalypse, so droll, Finding dark humor in the coal. But beneath the laughter, there’s a toll, A creeping dread, in the soul. Verse 4: We share a meme as the coral reefs bleach, A punchline where the lesson's out of reach. Laughing at the future we won't teach, A lesson, it seems, too hard to preach. Prechorus 3: So we make our jokes, and we share our gifs, As the ground beneath us shifts. In a world adrift, our spirits lift, With self-deprecating quips, our gift. Chorus 3: In the jest of our own demise, we play, A sardonic ballad, day by day. In the mirror, irony’s reflection lay, A self-aware parody, in disarray. Outro: So here’s the last laugh, not so fun, On a stage under a burning sun. Our final act, almost done, In this satire, no one has won. Chorus 3: In the jest of our own demise, we play, A sardonic ballad, day by day. In the mirror, irony’s reflection lay, A self-aware parody, in disarray. Outro: So here’s the last laugh, not so fun, On a stage under a burning sun. Our final act, almost done, In this satire, no one has won.

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