Call Me A Biscuit
Create a twangy and driving tech house country track with a distinct southern gothic twist. The foundation should be a deep, heavy four-on-the-floor kick drum and a rumbling sub-bass that creates a hypnotic, danceable groove. For the main hook, use a simple, catchy, and slightly twangy synth pluck melody that feels both rural and electronic. The vocals should be a male voice with a slight southern drawl, processed with a touch of radio-style distortion and featuring whispered ad-libs drenched in reverb. Build tension with rising arpeggios and fast hi-hats that lead into a powerful, bass-heavy drop. Use atmospheric pads and the faint sound of crickets in the intro and outro to set a moody, backwoods scene.
Call Me A Biscuit
Create a twangy and driving tech house country track with a distinct southern gothic twist. The foundation should be a deep, heavy four-on-the-floor kick drum and a rumbling sub-bass that creates a hypnotic, danceable groove. For the main hook, use a simple, catchy, and slightly twangy synth pluck melody that feels both rural and electronic. The vocals should be a male voice with a slight southern drawl, processed with a touch of radio-style distortion and featuring whispered ad-libs drenched in reverb. Build tension with rising arpeggios and fast hi-hats that lead into a powerful, bass-heavy drop. Use atmospheric pads and the faint sound of crickets in the intro and outro to set a moody, backwoods scene.
Lyrics
(Intro)
...biscuit...
(Verse 1)
Dusty road
Moon so high
Didn't see nothin'
Catch my eye
Then you came
Through the haze
Stuck right here
In a daze
(Build-up)
Heartbeat kickin'
Like a drum... drum... drum...
Didn't know what was
To come... come... come...
(Drop)
Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit
Yeah, butter my butt and call me a biscuit
You came along, I just couldn't risk it
Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit
Call-call-call me a biscuit
Butt-butt-butter my butt
Call-call-call me a biscuit
(Verse 2)
Thought I'd seen
All the sights
Underneath
Them walmart lights
But you shined
A different way
Nothin' left
For me to say
(Build-up)
Heartbeat kickin'
Like a drum... drum... drum...
Struck me deaf and
Struck me dumb... dumb... dumb...
(Drop 2)
Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit
Yeah, butter my butt and call me a biscuit
You came along, I just couldn't risk it
Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit
Call-call-call me a biscuit
Butt-butt-butter my butt
Call-call-call me a biscuit
(Outro)
Well... butter my butt....