[Verse 1]
A green machine with a scheming grin,
Tiny claws clutch a twisted din.
Rockets hum in the urban sprawl,
Plotting doom from a cardboard hall.

Metal spark with a laugh that screeches,
Tearing through all the teacher’s speeches.
Screws go loose in the chaos gear—
World domination? Not quite near!

[Pre-Chorus]
Antennas twitch, static flies,
Hologram lies, pig-dog spies!
One wrong wire, kaboom—surprise!

[Chorus]
Crash the grid, hack the moon!
Mayhem’s served on a plastic spoon.
Panic flares in the concrete maze,
Invasion’s just a phase that frays!

[Verse 2]
Nightmare chaser, goggles tight,
Sensors scream through the plasma night.
“They’re not human!” the rants declare,
But who’s the freak with the neon hair?

Siren wails, lasers clash,
Trashcan lid becomes a crash.
Snack-time pauses the endgame spree—
“Why’s the doomsday fuel… salsa verde?!”

[Pre-Chorus]
Batteries leak, engines cough,
Glory’s close—then it’s tossed aloft.
Master plan? More like blunder soft!

(Chorus)
Crash the grid, hack the moon!
Mayhem’s served on a plastic spoon.
Panic flares in the concrete maze,
Invasion’s just a phase that frays!

[Bridge]
“Victory!” (Cue the faulty math),
Toxic sludge floods the hero’s path.
Flesh-clone army? Just sidewalk chalk—
Oops, the moon’s now a walkie-talk!

[Verse 1]
A green machine with a scheming grin,
Tiny claws clutch a twisted din.
Rockets hum in the urban sprawl,
Plotting doom from a cardboard hall.

Metal spark with a laugh that screeches,
Tearing through all the teacher’s speeches.
Screws go loose in the chaos gear—
World domination? Not quite near!

[Pre-Chorus]
Antennas twitch, static flies,
Hologram lies, pig-dog spies!
One wrong wire, kaboom—surprise!

[Chorus]
Crash the grid, hack the moon!
Mayhem’s served on a plastic spoon.
Panic flares in the concrete maze,
Invasion’s just a phase that frays!

[Outro]
Sirens fade, the skyline breathes,
But the green grin still seethes, seethes, seethes…
Tomorrow’s scheme starts at 3 AM—
The chaos never sleeps. Again.

Mayhem’s Served on a Plastic Spoon (Invader Zim Song)

ASTROLIX | A2T3OL8X


I create music that feels like a dream you almost remember, a scene from a movie that never existed, or a memory that was never yours—but still hits deep. Every track is more than sound—it’s a cinematic world built to move mind and soul.

Huge shoutout to all collaborators, AI tools, and creative forces that helped bring these worlds to life. Every beat, every glitch, every vocal layer is crafted to tell a story. Comment below if it hits you the way it hits me!

CREDITS:
Tracks written, performed, and produced by Astrolix. Vocals, AI beats, and experimental sound design all handled by Astrolix. Visuals & thumbnails produced in collaboration with my creative circle

Mayhem’s Served on a Plastic Spoon (Invader Zim Song)

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