AI Riff Factory - Roaches, Twinks and Thomas

Описание: "Roaches, Twinks and Thomas"

“When the dust has settled, and the world is ash… three things remain…”
“Cockroaches... Twinkies... and Thomas.”

The bombs fell hard and the cities cracked,
Skies turned black, but some fought back.
Civilization burned to the bone —
But someone kicked back on a makeshift throne.

From the shadows crawled what we feared,
Six-legged kings with antennas speared.
They don't die, they just multiply —
Roach empire in a world gone dry!

Roaches, Twinks, and Thomas!
Still standin’ when the end has come upon us.
Twinkies in a bunker, Thomas with a grin,
Eatin’ snacks and chillin’ while the world caves in!

Twinks don’t mold, they just get bold,
Golden cakes with a sugary soul.
You can nuke ‘em, smash ‘em, toss ‘em to the sun —
But they'll still be fresh when the fallout’s done.

Thomas? Yeah, he's weird and wild,
Sniffin' ruins like a curious child.
Laughin’ at doom in a tattered vest,
Flippin’ off mutants and takin' a rest.

Roaches, Twinks, and Thomas!
Roamin’ the earth like a post-blast promise.
Crackin’ jokes with a roach band,
With a Twink in his mouth and a bug in his hand!

When all is silent… and hope is dead…
He rides the wasteland... on a mattress sled.
Roaches march to his funky beat,
While he dances through doom in radioactive heat.

Roaches, Twinks, and Thomas!
Still rockin' while the sky rains comets.
Snackin’, stridin’, totally lawless —
Long live the legends: Roaches, Twinks, and Thomas!

Only the strange survive...
…and Thomas brought extra snacks.