Soup | by 9000UK | A Surreal & Emotional Experimental Rock Journey

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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.
🥄 What if your thoughts were soup?
“Soup” by 9000UK is an experimental indie rock anthem that plunges into surrealism, anxiety, and comfort in chaos.
It’s a metaphor you can almost taste.

“Soup — I'm drowning in reflection,
Salted pain with no direction.”

✍️ Written by 9000UK (Ioannis Ntizoglou)
🎥 Watch the official music video, explore every chaotic slurp, and ask yourself: Is it soup, or is it life?

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⏱️ Chapters
00:00 - Intro – The Pot Boils
00:22 - Verse 1 – Lightning Croutons
00:52 - Chorus – Stirred and Sinking
01:22 - Verse 2 – Alphabet Panic
01:52 - Chorus – Sip the Chaos
02:22 - Bridge – The Kettle Lied

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🧠 Sometimes, life isn’t soup… but it sure feels like it.

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🎵 SOUP (By 9000UK)
(Lyrics by Ioannis Ntizoglou)
Verse 1
Woke up in a bowl of lightning,
Croutons screaming, “Get out, you're frightening!”
Stirred my thoughts with a plastic spoon,
My brain went soft around half past noon.
Microwave moon on the ceiling flickers,
Tongue burnt twice, still sip it quicker.
Tomato dreams, but the salt’s too loud —
I'm dancing with spoons in a thundercloud.
Chorus
Soup — I'm sinking in it slowly,
Stir me up, but don’t console me.
Hot and cold at the same damn time,
Is it comfort food or a warning sign?
Soup — this life’s just stew and static,
Sour taste, but it's cinematic.
Pass the ladle, toss the truth —
We were never meant to chew.
Verse 2
Alphabet noodles spelling “RUN,”
But the broth says, “Stay till the song is done.”
Mushroom murmurs from under the lid,
“Reality's thin and the pot’s unzipped.”
Ladle swings like a pendulum clock,
Counting down to the next weird shock.
Simmering secrets in onion skin,
I took a sip and felt the spin.
Chorus
Soup — I'm floating in confusion,
Boiled down in self-infusion.
Sip the chaos, taste the past,
Every bowl is built to crash.
Soup — thick with guilt and garlic,
Swallow rage, then smile nostalgic.
Spill my name out on the floor —
I don’t know what I’m hungry for.
Bridge
You ever scream into a teacup?
You ever beg a kettle not to boil?
You ever wish the fridge would lie to you,
And say, “Hey, you’re fine. You're just out of milk.”
Chorus
Soup — I'm drowning in reflection,
Salted pain with no direction.
Every stir just stirs up more —
This ain’t soup, it’s metaphor.
Soup — go ahead, just take a sip,
Life reduced to drip by drip.
If I dissolve, don’t be afraid…
Even steam has dreams it made.
Outro
Clink of spoon, fade to black —
Who knew soup could talk back?