“End Times” by Strike Writer (Demo Track)
Song about dancing to the End of Times
Original song written by Strike Writer
Produced with Suno: https://suno.com/s/XTmpj1lC9qlIDRGf
Released in March 2026
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Lyrics:
It’s the end of the world and I’m feeling fine
Dubstepping to the blast with rhythmic sign
And people out in the streets with no place to go
Nukes dropping and popping with a neon glow
Lasers zapping, robots rat-a-tat-tatting
Global apocalypse and she’s just dancing
Her hips are swinging to the end of time
Her legs do the talking as the bombs rhyme
She shimmies to a world on fire
Flames lick her heels in this nuclear fryer
The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen
She takes no notice of the doom on screen
Oh, doom on screen
She’s the hottest thing on the scene
Bow legs, short skirt, and a tank top
No chill, just dancing to the bomb drop
It’s our doom so she just keeps dancing
Stays calm, stays cool, and carries on prancing
And the news heads on screen keep talking
Tank rolling and she’s just romancing
Her hips are swinging to the end of time
Her legs do the talking as the bombs rhyme
She shimmies to a world on fire
Flames lick her heels in this nuclear fryer
The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen
She takes no notice of this radio dream
Oh, radio dream
She’s the hottest thing on the scene
Mid-course and intercepted by her come-hither eyes
My brain can’t process how she moves those thighs
Screaming jets overhead doing fly-bys
She sparkles in the glow of the orange skies
Volleys of missiles land all around us
She drills on grooving as if there’s no fuss
Her hips are swinging to the end of time
Her legs do the talking as the bombs rhyme
She shimmies to a world on fire
Flames lick her heels in this nuclear fryer
The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen
She takes no notice of this missile dream
Oh, missile dream
She’s the hottest thing on the scene
The world’s in flames and she is grooving
The nukes are dropping as she’s moving
The heart and the end is nigh
She’s in the street still feeling fly
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