The rocking gnomes
country rock, hilbilly rock, hilbilly, bluegrass, experimental bluegrass, honky tonk, banjo, electric violin, melodic violin, ukelele, country rock, country rock, snaps, whistle, heavy drums, big drums, rhytmic drums, epic very strong male and female vocals, gnome vocals
Antoine vivaldi·3:24
3:24
The rocking gnomes
country rock, hilbilly rock, hilbilly, bluegrass, experimental bluegrass, honky tonk, banjo, electric violin, melodic violin, ukelele, country rock, country rock, snaps, whistle, heavy drums, big drums, rhytmic drums, epic very strong male and female vocals, gnome vocals
Creator: Antoine vivaldiRelease Date: June 26, 2025
Lyrics
Verse 1
Well, we’re the rockin’ gnomes from the garden bed,
Tiny boots a-tappin’ where the daisies spread,
We grabbed our banjos, stole a Fender Strat—
Now we’re burnin’ up the road in a wheelbarrow Cadillac!
Snow White’s been whisperin’ tips in our ears,
But we wrote these lyrics—all by our pointy ears!
Paint’s flakin’ off our noses, we might need a tweak,
Plastic surgery for gnomes? Oh, we’re at our peak!
Pre-Chorus
From backyard barbecues to Nashville neon lights,
We’re scoring #1 hits on starry, moonlit nights!
Chorus
We’re The Rockin’ Gnomes, we’re goin’ full steam ahead—
Crowd’s stompin’ daisies where the tulips bled!
Our noses might be cracking, but our hearts stay true,
Singin’ country anthems from the compost to you!
Verse 2
We sold out pumpkin patches from coast to coast,
Even barnyard chickens now love our hoedown boast,
Our hit single “Molehill Serenade” is off the hook,
And “Ladybug Lullaby” got every crickethook shook!
But ol’ Hollywood star “Slim Silver Screen,”
He claims he found us ’neath the discount scene,
Wants half our loot—or he’ll make a fuss,
Says “Gnome rights are mine!”—crazy, right? Oh, cuss!
Pre-Chorus
Now we’re headed for the courthouse with our cowboy hats,
Gnomes in tiny suits—lawyers tip their brims at that!
Chorus
We’re The Rockin’ Gnomes, never gonna slow our roll—
Tiny troubadours with giant garden-soul!
Our paint may peel, but our spirit’s gold,
We’ll sing our hearts out ’til we’re ancient and old!
Bridge (Spoken, with a Banjo Riff)
“Your Honor, these gents are tiled ceramic—
Do they have rights? Are they organic?
If a statue can tour, can’t they too?
We’ve got mandolins and dreams to pursue!”
(Banjo slide) “Objection, innocence!”
Verse 3
Now we’re dreaming of rhinoplasty on a shoestring budget,
A little touch-up, maybe a growth-plate nugget!
Our noses would sparkle like fresh-minted coins,
But first we gotta pay the singer, drummer, and two violins!
Snow White’s still whisperin’ sweet harmony,
But we’ll defend our gnomehood in court capriciously—
Will the judge see our pointy caps or our plastic cases?
Only time will tell in these tiny, tiny places!
Final Chorus (All-Out Gnome Choir)
We’re The Rockin’ Gnomes, we’ll never hang up our boots—
Through lawsuits, paint chips, and midnight hoots!
From rosebush rafters to sagebrush plains,
We’ll keep on rockin’—gonna break these chains!
Oh, we’re The Rockin’ Gnomes, turning clay into gold,
Singin’ our story till we’re wrinkled and old!
Yee-haw and pinch our cheeks—these gnomes are here to stay!
Well, we’re the rockin’ gnomes from the garden bed,
Tiny boots a-tappin’ where the daisies spread,
We grabbed our banjos, stole a Fender Strat—
Now we’re burnin’ up the road in a wheelbarrow Cadillac!
Snow White’s been whisperin’ tips in our ears,
But we wrote these lyrics—all by our pointy ears!
Paint’s flakin’ off our noses, we might need a tweak,
Plastic surgery for gnomes? Oh, we’re at our peak!
Pre-Chorus
From backyard barbecues to Nashville neon lights,
We’re scoring #1 hits on starry, moonlit nights!
Chorus
We’re The Rockin’ Gnomes, we’re goin’ full steam ahead—
Crowd’s stompin’ daisies where the tulips bled!
Our noses might be cracking, but our hearts stay true,
Singin’ country anthems from the compost to you!
Verse 2
We sold out pumpkin patches from coast to coast,
Even barnyard chickens now love our hoedown boast,
Our hit single “Molehill Serenade” is off the hook,
And “Ladybug Lullaby” got every crickethook shook!
But ol’ Hollywood star “Slim Silver Screen,”
He claims he found us ’neath the discount scene,
Wants half our loot—or he’ll make a fuss,
Says “Gnome rights are mine!”—crazy, right? Oh, cuss!
Pre-Chorus
Now we’re headed for the courthouse with our cowboy hats,
Gnomes in tiny suits—lawyers tip their brims at that!
Chorus
We’re The Rockin’ Gnomes, never gonna slow our roll—
Tiny troubadours with giant garden-soul!
Our paint may peel, but our spirit’s gold,
We’ll sing our hearts out ’til we’re ancient and old!
Bridge (Spoken, with a Banjo Riff)
“Your Honor, these gents are tiled ceramic—
Do they have rights? Are they organic?
If a statue can tour, can’t they too?
We’ve got mandolins and dreams to pursue!”
(Banjo slide) “Objection, innocence!”
Verse 3
Now we’re dreaming of rhinoplasty on a shoestring budget,
A little touch-up, maybe a growth-plate nugget!
Our noses would sparkle like fresh-minted coins,
But first we gotta pay the singer, drummer, and two violins!
Snow White’s still whisperin’ sweet harmony,
But we’ll defend our gnomehood in court capriciously—
Will the judge see our pointy caps or our plastic cases?
Only time will tell in these tiny, tiny places!
Final Chorus (All-Out Gnome Choir)
We’re The Rockin’ Gnomes, we’ll never hang up our boots—
Through lawsuits, paint chips, and midnight hoots!
From rosebush rafters to sagebrush plains,
We’ll keep on rockin’—gonna break these chains!
Oh, we’re The Rockin’ Gnomes, turning clay into gold,
Singin’ our story till we’re wrinkled and old!
Yee-haw and pinch our cheeks—these gnomes are here to stay!