Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In BAR HAHA, you laugh 'til your ribs split,
Microphone kings droppin' gold, never counterfeit,
Crowd packed tighter than socks in a suitcase,
Comics trade barbs, like it's a verbal footrace.

[Verse 2]
Spotlights glaring, faces in shadow,
Laughter explodes, levels up the decibels,
Bartender's mixin’ punchlines in every drink,
Stage filled with fire, jokes sharper than a skink's blink.

[Chorus]
BAR HAHA, where the laughs never stop,
Every punchline, makin' the jaws drop,
Comics spittin’ heat, crowd catchin' all that,
Microphone warriors, no room for a flat-chat.

[Verse 3]
Walls adorned with legends, their jokes in the air,
Echoes of laughter, it’s a riotous lair,
Creak of the floorboards, the stage never lies,
Every joke a bullet, precision in the eyes.

[Verse 4]
Friday night buzzin', tales from the deep end,
Crowd hungry for giggles, jokes never bend,
Comedians rollin’ in, swagger on high power,
Stand-up knights, every set’s a golden hour.

[Chorus]
BAR HAHA, where the laughs never stop,
Every punchline, makin' the jaws drop,
Comics spittin’ heat, crowd catchin' all that,
Microphone warriors, no room for a flat-chat.