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Wavy Tune
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Wavy Tune was released on May 1, 2026 by Baby Dave as a part of the album Billy
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AlbumBilly
Release DateMay 1, 2026
LabelBaby Dave
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM123

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Dave
Baby Dave
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaac Holman
Isaac Holman
Composer

Lyrics

You know like when you eat crisps
Or sweets, or whatever, that's in the shape of an animal
Or, uhm, or a being of some description
Or when I eat space raiders
The crisps that look like alien heads
Ever since I was a kid
I imagined I was actually eating little aliens
Like the worst threat to our earth and our planet
So I've been crunching on 'em
Ridding of them (Yeah), threat is now gone bruv
All beat up, with my feet up
Weather warning, storm in the teacup
Getting wavy, getting lazy
Like these verses, I can't be fucked
Netflixing, curtain-switching
Get a few steps, walk to the kitchen
My skins itching, got to get that vitamin C
OJ, no bits in
To wash down all the shit that I'm mixing
Six in the morning, I'm in pain everyday
Is the same, just tryna get lit
Gotta try fill that bottomless pit
Shit vibes
I've been eating and eating and eating
Like I have six wives
It's like Henry the Eighth or something
Body conscious but so scrumptious
Filling that void with elaborate lunches
Floating about, open my mouth
Pop them pills and swallow them down
And, can't lie I'm kinda feeling myself right now
But that was a lie
So what now?
I think I'm
Gonna stuff my face, gonna stuff my face
Gonna stuff my fucking face
Gonna get so waved, gonna get so waved
Gonna get so fucking—
Gonna stuff my face, gonna stuff my face
Gonna stuff my fucking face
Gonna get so waved, gonna get so waved
Gonna get so fucking waved
I, uh, I eat a lot of frozen stuff
It's usually pretty bad
I mean, the pictures are always so awesome, you know?
It's like, hell yeah, I'm stoked for this lasagne
And then you nuke it, and the cheese gets all scabby on top
And it's like, you're eating a scab
Painkilling, jam filling
What you saying? Not much man chilling
I'm blasted, and just started breaking bad from the beginning
Woke up grimacing, now I'm grinning
And my cheap sheets feel like linen
I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?
Hold that thought 'cause I think I'm winning
I really couldn't give two shits
Uh, giggling and licking my lips
Uh, looking at the munch before
I make cookies with the chocolate chips
Cosy, It's all rosy, in this blanket, with this banquet
But could somebody please tell me
Why the floor to my flat's turned into a sandpit?
And if you see me in Maccies
Don't watch the stains on my trackies
And don't judge me or my order
With the sides and the extra patties
Kinda feeling myself right now
But that was a lie
So what now?
I think I'm
Gonna stuff my face, gonna stuff my face
Gonna stuff my fucking face
Gonna get so waved, gonna get so waved
Gonna get so fucking—
Gonna stuff my face, gonna stuff my face
Gonna stuff my fucking face
Gonna get so waved, gonna get so waved
Gonna get so fucking waved
(Hahahaha)
(Fucking waved)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say my name
Heisenberg
You're goddamn right
Written by: Isaac Holman
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