Yakiniku Lions

Описание: Hi! Welcome to my channel. All songs here are a collaboration between my subconscious, my conscious, and two types of AI. In short, they are dream songs. I've kept dream journals since 2002. I use ChatGPT to select the dreams and create genre prompts. I edit the lyrics and genres myself to get things right and I use Suno to make the songs. I've created about 20-30 songs per year of dream journaling. I'll slowly be adding them here. I hope you enjoy!

Lyrics:

[Intro – extended bass vamp, layered hand percussion, rhythm guitars interlock]

Back of a party where the laughter roars
Something’s sizzling on the floor
Ben says, “You gotta see this place”
And I’m already two bites deep in taste

[Verse 1 – steady vocal over locked groove, horns punctuate phrases]

Sansu’s too damn pricey, man,
I like my sushi from a hundred-yen can
But now we’re out back at the grill of the night
With pork so thick, it don’t cook right

It slips through the grate, down into the flame
Ben shrugs it off—says it’s part of the game
I tell him in Japan, we slice it thin
Where the meat stays on and the fire wins

[Chorus – horns answer vocal lines, backing vocals echo key words]

Yakiniku lions at the dinner show
Baby beast with a golden glow
Sniffs my hand, then runs away
Guess I’m too human for him today

Yakiniku lions, proud and bold
One snapped at my elbow—ice cold
This ain’t no dream, this ain’t no myth
Who the hell serves pork beside a monolith?

[Instrumental Groove Break – horns riff, percussion intensifies, no vocal]
[Verse 2 – groove continues, vocal relaxed and observant]

Kris says try the pork again
But it’s halfway down the grill vent bend
A lion licks the sauce off the plate
I step too close, and he seals my fate

The place don’t blink—just keeps the vibe
Like keeping lions is a dinner tribe
There’s laughter still, the music loud
I’m sweating meat inside a crowd

[Bridge – chant feel, call-and-response backing vocals, rhythmic focus]

Lion, lion, what do you see?
A fool with chopsticks aimed at me
Lion, lion, where do you dine?
Anywhere that fear tastes fine

[Chorus – Reprise, full ensemble, horns louder, vocals more communal]

Yakiniku lions, smoking eyes
Prowling through our alibis
Slippery pork and fire-lit teeth
We roast, we laugh, we bleed beneath

Yakiniku lions, flesh and flame
Now you know the restaurant’s name
Not in Tokyo, not in Rome—
Just don’t go near the lion’s throne

[Outro – extended groove fade, horns and percussion cycle]

The grill goes cold, the night moves on
The lions fed, the pork is gone
A bite, a snap, a memory burns
Next time, I’ll wait my turn