(D&D Artificer) Tick Tick, Boom!

Song: Tick Tick, Boom!

Lyrics by Lenore Le`Streange in part with ChatGPT v4o
Post productions by Lenore Le`Strange
Art by ChatGPT v4o
Concept and video created by
   / @lenorelestrange  

Beat and Vocals by Suno AI
https://suno.com/song/db0ba0d5-ad8a-4...

Lyrics-
[Intro]
Start the gears and spark the light,
Chaos wakes when the timing’s right.
Wrench in hand and grin too wide—
(Tick-tick) BOOM! Let’s ride.

[Pre-Chorus]
Built this. Meh.
Tried that. Boring.
Clock ran smooth—no sparks, no roaring.
C’mon girl... it’s time to lock in.
(BOOM!) Oh now we’re talkin'.

[Chorus]
(Tick-tick) BOOM! bombs don't miss,
The party’s lit with the Clockwork Wisp.
Dice on fire, bolts that fly,
Can't change the world, but I can try.
(Tick-tick) BOOM! can’t stop this beat,
I've only just started so have a seat.
Goggles down, now feel that heat.

[Verse 1]
Blueprint scribbles on the back of a scroll,
Built a toaster that swallowed a soul.
Mix of genius and “oops, my bad”,
What I did they're all still mad.
Plans on napkins, math in chalk,
I built a bomb outta kitchen stock.
Safe? Please. That sounds lame—
If it ain’t risky, it’s not the same.

[Pre-Chorus]
Spin the dial and flip the switch,
Magic clicks with a metal twitch.
One wrong spark, and we ignite—
You call it wrong, I call it right.

[Chorus]
(Tick-tick) BOOM! she don’t quit,
Grease on her boots with a full commit.
Rolls are high when she’s in the zone,
She built the cogs from bits of bone.
(Tick-tick) BOOM! roll em' fast,
Don't look now her dice are cast,
She’s got a plan and it's a blast.

[Verse 2]
Woke up dreamin’ of a gear that thinks,
Built it fast— now it hums in sync.
Tuned my tools to a mimic’s yawn,
Welded wings on a farmer’s fawn.
Made a wand from an old clock’s chime,
Now it shoots spells out of time.
Crafted a bomb with a heartbeat tick,
It said “hello” then blew up quick!
The cleric prays, the fighter ducks,
The rogue just yells “you push your luck!”
But the blast was clean, the gears still hum—
Even chaos needs a rhythm drum.

[Pre-Chorus]
One big mess with a dash of flair,
Tested it once on a flying chair.
The party screams, I call it charm—
Machines are best when it might do harm.

[pause music - Spoken]
"Hold this wire."
"Stand right there."
"Yes, it’s safe. Well, kinda."

[Outtro]
(Tick-tick) BOOM! “C’mon let’s go,”
“Oops—too late, make a saving throw.”
D-six, oh shit, you witch, I quit!
But it was kinda clever, I must admit.
(Tick-tick) BOOM! now roll the dice,
Chaos crit! Oh, feels just right,
Don't stop now we got all night.
(Tick-tick) BOOM!
Come on party—don’t let me down,
The club’s a bump—I’ll blow it down!
Alright boys, bombs are primed,
Wires tight and the clock timed.
No big deal, lets have some fun—

[ending]
(fuck)
...
I roll a 1.
...
BOOM!