Kebab | by 9000UK | A Noisy Rock Comedy for the Late-Night Mind

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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.
Ever eaten a kebab so good it tore a hole in space-time?
“Mayonnaise prophecy! Ketchup blood!” This is Kebab, a loud, deranged, and wickedly clever rock comedy by 9000UK. It’s satire, it’s chaos, it’s got sauce.

🎤 “I bit in deep, saw the stars combust / My tongue turned red, my morals rust”

✍️ Written by 9000UK (Ioannis Ntizoglou)

🎬 Watch the madness unfold. Like it? Share it. Still chewing? Comment your weirdest kebab story below.

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⏱️ Chapters:
00:00 - Intro – Skewered Reality
00:20 - Verse 1 – Meet God in a Wrap
00:50 - Chorus – Rotatin’ on a Spindle of Doom
01:20 - Verse 2 – Philosophy in a Pita
01:50 - Breakdown – Onion Tears and Lava Grills
02:20 - Final Chorus – Truth in a Wrap
02:50 - Outro – Foil, Regret, Glory

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🔥 Final thought: Sometimes the deepest truths are served with extra garlic sauce.

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🎵 Kebab (By 9000UK)
(Lyrics by Ioannis Ntizoglou)
Verse 1
I met God in a greasy wrap
He said, "Extra sauce?" — I said, "You bet!"
He wore a lettuce crown, smelled like lamb
Told me my fate through a garlic jam
I bit in deep, saw the stars combust
My tongue turned red, my morals rust
Somewhere in pita, I found the truth
It kicked me harder than my ex named Ruth
Chorus
KEBAB!
Rotatin' on a spindle of doom
Drippin' wisdom in a neon room
KEBAB!
Hotter than your internet take
Wrapped in madness, bellyache fate
Verse 2
The chilli hit — I time-travelled back
Slapped Plato with a plastic fork snack
Aristotle cried, “What the falafel?”
I screamed, "Shush, I’m solving this riddle!"
My shoelaces tied themselves in fear
A tomato winked, then disappeared
I rode a pickle to the moon and back
While Hades grilled meat on a lava rack
Chorus
KEBAB!
Served by a wizard with one glass eye
He whispered secrets about the sky
KEBAB!
Eaten by kings and dogs alike
Truth in a wrap, chaos on a trike
Bridge
There’s a kebab van in every dream I’ve had —
It parks on the edge of reality,
And the sauce... the sauce tastes like memory,
Like bad decisions and brilliant inventions.
I once built a time machine out of naan bread.
It failed. But I still got a free drink.
Breakdown
Onion tears! Cabbage screams!
The skewer spins in ancient dreams!
Mayonnaise prophecy! Ketchup blood!
Soggy chips in a drunken flood!
Chorus
KEBAB!
Not just a meal — it’s philosophy fried
A chaos snack for the late-night ride
KEBAB!
From cosmic goats to alleyway fights
It burns, it stings, but oh — it’s right.
Outro
I left my sanity in the foil wrap...
...with a side of chips... no drink...
...no regrets.