Iron Chef

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 – Game show voice-over with dramatic drums]
“Tonight on Iron Chef Beach Edition!
Will our challenger clear the oven crawl?
Will sugar karaage steal the show?
Let the battle... BEGIN!!”

[Verse 1]
Spotlights hit the beachside sand
I’m the chef with the trembling hands
Need to pee before my name gets called
But I’m stuck in a wetsuit and half-appalled

Run to the stall, dash back late
But they’ve only introduced my rival’s fate
Now it's my turn—crawl through that heat
Through an oven tunnel with burning feet

[Chorus]
Welcome to Iron Chef on the shore
Cinnamon toast and cookies galore
While mousse melts down and pressure spikes
I’m just trying not to burn my thighs

Sugar karaage on a golden plate
Crustacean candy—a questionable fate
Is this cuisine or grocery store theft?
I don’t know... but I gave it my best

[Verse 2]
Now I’m not the chef—I’m in the stands
Next to Mike with the judging hands
We sample dishes, one by one
The sweet fried chicken’s strangely fun

The sugar lobsters… not so great
Kinda gummy, kinda hate
Still, the music swells and they tally scores
It’s food, it’s fire, and maybe more

[Bridge – Surf Rock Guitar Solo with Cowbell & Bell Pepper Shakers, Sizzling SFX]
🎶KaaaaaaaaaahーRaaaaaaaaah-Geeeeeeeeeeeee~
🥁 crustacean clash!

[Verse 3]
My rival's mousse? Never set
My donuts? Store-bought, don’t sweat
But I had flair, I had show
Even if I lost, I stole the show

The waves crashed in, the crowd went wild
For a showdown built on sugar and style
Judges laugh, the host cries out—
“Next week’s secret ingredient… DOUBT!”

[Final Chorus – Grand Game Show Style]
Iron Chef, bizarre and bold
Where burnt ambition turns to gold
Oven crawls and soda glaze
Will haunt my dreams for cooking days

Karaage sweet, crustaceans flubbed
But I showed up and didn’t get snubbed
So tune in next time, grab a seat—
For more heat, defeat, and questionable meat!