[Verse]
The duck quacks loud in a moonlit haze
Clarinet whispers in swirly ways
The organ screams in a hurricane's kiss
Trombone slides through chaotic bliss
[Chorus]
I love you says the robot in tone
Baritone deep like a talking stone
Bagpipes wail as the drums go wild
Tomorrow's land dreams in a burning style
[Verse 2]
Feathers flap to the clarinet’s hum
The bass beats hard and the quackers run
The skies split open with sound so tight
The duck flies high into the night
[Bridge]
And the pipes cry out to join the strife
The trombone cuts like a sharpened knife
The moon vibrates with electric sound
A quack-tastic symphony all around
[Chorus]
I love you says the robot in tone
Baritone deep like a talking stone
Bagpipes wail as the drums go wild
Tomorrow's land dreams in a burning style
[Verse 3]
Spinning dreams where the quacks won’t quit
The rhythm pounds with an infinite grit
Clarinet bends and the skies ignite
Duck’s quacking organ ascends in flight