Pasta | by 9000UK | A Noisy Rock Comedy Breakdown of Sanity

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Welcome to 9000UK – a music project created by Ioannis Ntizoglou, a Greek songwriter living in the UK, blending soulful lyrics, modern AI sound, and positive energy. Every track is written with purpose, crafted to uplift, heal, and inspire. From gospel and reggae-infused beats to feel-good anthems and heartfelt stories, this channel is a home for music with meaning.
🍝 PASTA is what happens when you lose your grip on reality... in the kitchen.
An abrasive, surreal, and hilarious descent into noodle madness — unhinged guitars, chaotic vocals, and absurd genius.

“Ravioli whispers: you will die.”

✍️ Written by 9000UK (Ioannis Ntizoglou)
🎤 Performed by 9000UK
🎨 Genre: Noisy Rock Comedy / Experimental Indie Rock

🎬 Watch the chaos, then boil responsibly.

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📌 Video Chapters
00:00 - Intro – The Kitchen Awakens
00:21 - Verse 1 – Boiling Point
00:54 - Chorus – The Pasta Strikes
01:18 - Verse 2 – Noodles Take Control
01:52 - Bridge – Dream of Alfredo
02:28 - Final Chorus – Slippery Madness
03:02 - Outro – Goodbye, Fusilli

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Final Tagline:
Don’t trust the ravioli. It knows things.

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Verse 1
I boiled water at 3AM,
Declared war on linguine and all of its friends!
Spaghetti looked at me sideways —
SO I THREW IT OUT THE WINDOW
(It landed on Gary. He deserved it.)
Macaroni’s smug in its elbow twist,
Penne’s in a cult — it doesn’t exist,
Tagliatelle tried to tax me,
Farfalle won’t stop trying to fax me!

Chorus
PASTA! You slippery freak!
Wrapped ‘round my mind, been boiling all week!
PASTAAAAA!! You shape-shifting beast!
I came for a snack — I left with a FEAST!
(And some trauma.)

Verse 2
Lurking in sauce like a slimy spy,
Ravioli whispers: “You will die.”
Bucatini in my bedroom drawer,
I don’t even question it anymore.
Gnocchi held me hostage with a spoon,
Fed me lies ‘til the afternoon,
I asked for truth — it gave me cream,
Now I see Alfredo... in my dreams.

Bridge
Is it al dente...
...or just denial?
The noodles laugh...
...in demon style.
[Distorted screaming guitars & drum blast]
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH—!!
"I DON’T WANT TO BE A LASAGNA!"

Chorus
PASTA! You elastic demon worm!
Turnin’ my kitchen into an Italian firm!
PASTAAAAA!! You seductive lie!
I eat, I cry, I CRAVE — then die!

Outro
The sauce has eyes.
The noodles know.
The timer ticks...
But where did the time go?
[Softly]
I loved you once...
...Fusilli.