
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.
🧠 A burger. A breakdown. A beautiful mess.
“BURGER” is the loudest nervous breakdown you'll ever tap your foot to. Unhinged and smart, this noisy indie rock comedy explodes with satire, distortion, and existential ketchup.
“I’m a burger, you’re a burger — everyone’s a burger with a secret sauce!”
✍️ Written by 9000UK (Ioannis Ntizoglou)
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00:00 - Intro – Drive-Thru Madness
00:19 - Verse 1 – God Orders Fries
00:51 - Chorus – BURGER! BURGER!
01:21 - Verse 2 – Pickles & Philosophy
01:52 - Chorus – Life in a Bun
02:22 - Breakdown – Grease and Screams
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🎵 BURGER (By 9000UK)
(Lyrics by Ioannis Ntizoglou)
Verse 1
I met God in a drive-thru queue
He ordered fries and a Diet Truth
I asked if life was just a chew
He said, “No ketchup? Shame on you!”
My therapist’s a sesame bun
Keeps falling apart when the pressure comes
I bit my tongue, it bit me back
Now I bleed mayo when I panic attack
Chorus
BURGER! BURGER!
I’m a mess in a paper hat
Screaming in the freezer where the patties sat
BURGER! BURGER!
Hold the peace and extra war
Life’s a combo meal, but who’s it for?
Verse 2
My ex is pickles, sharp and slick
Slid out of my grip on a Freudian slip
Grilled my heart on a rusted tray
Now I'm loving loneliness the charbroiled way
A philosopher in the toilet stall
Said “Existence is a value meal, that’s all”
Then he slipped on grease and found the floor
Wrote a novel called Nothing Means More
Chorus
BURGER! BURGER!
Reality’s a side of lies
Wrapped in tinfoil dreams and corporate sighs
BURGER! BURGER!
Serve it raw with a plastic grin
And a coupon for original sin
Bridge
Do the fries whisper when the lights go dim?
Does the clown cry ketchup when you don’t tip him?
I asked the manager if I exist—
He said “Clock out if you’re feeling like this.”
Breakdown
I’M A BURGER! YOU’RE A BURGER!
EVERYONE’S A BURGER WITH A SECRET SAUCE!
EAT ME! GRILL ME! COMMODIFY MY EXISTENCE!
TASTE THE VOID!!!
Chorus
BURGER! BURGER!
Flame-grilled fate with a side of screams
Reality’s medium-rare in your dreams
BURGER! BURGER!
Unwrap your soul and take a bite—
Just don’t ask what’s inside tonight...
Outro
Burger lullabies in fluorescent night
Hold me close 'til the grease feels right...