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Liam
Pop
Liam was released on July 17, 2026 by 7031366 Records DK as a part of the album Liam - Single
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Release DateJuly 17, 2026
Label7031366 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM133

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Max Liberman Stavtsev
Max Liberman Stavtsev
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Liberman Stavtsev
Max Liberman Stavtsev
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Max Liberman Stavtsev
Max Liberman Stavtsev
Engineer

Lyrics

"So Liam, pal, we've had our fun
You've conquered fries, you've beat the bun
But take this joke, don't throw a fuss
We're just kidding, Mister Buzz
HAH, WE'RE NOT
SERIOUSLY, STOP EATIN' AND GUZZ
Liam wakes up, hits the floor
Doesn't want an apple, wants a s'more
Grabs a burger, greasy crown
Fries are flying, chomping down
Ketchup on his favorite tee
Burps the alphabet with glee
Another patty, extra cheese
His arteries are begging, "Please!"
Oh, Liam, Liam, put down the bun
Your brain is shrinking, this isn't fun
You're not a king, you're a garbage can
A greasy, clumsy, silly man
Your controller's glued right to your hand
Get off your butt and understand
You're turning into a human sphere
We love you, but we cringe in fear
Popcorn bucket, family size
Butter dripping from his eyes
Pizza slice with pepperoni
Makes his tummy feel like bologni
Fries are salty, soda's sweet
He can't feel his own two feet
Level fifty, late at night
His belly's putting up a fight
Oh, Liam, Liam, put down the bun
Your brain is shrinking, this isn't fun
You're not a king, you're a garbage can
A greasy, clumsy, silly man
Your controller's glued right to your hand
Get off your butt and understand
You're turning into a human sphere
We love you, but we cringe in fear
Hey, champ! The sun is out
Put down the chips and take a rout
Your thumbs are strong, but legs are weak
Your future's looking pretty bleak
One more hot dog, one more game
Your jeans will never fit the same
Stand up, stretch, and take a breath
Or you'll be "Liam" scared to death
Oh, Liam, Liam, STOP WITH THE BUN
Your brain is soup, this isn't fun
You're not a king, you're a trash buffet
Get off the sofa, RIGHT AWAY
Your controller's welded to your palm
This isn't peace, it's self-made harm
You're round as a ball, slow as a snail
Put down the snack and hit the trail
Ugh...
Burger boy
Fix your life, pal
Or at least..
Pass the fries
Just kidding, mister Buzz
Seriously
stop eatin and guzz
Written by: Max Liberman Stavtsev
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