Hard to Be the Bard – Vox's Version (Hazbin Hotel) | A.I. Concept Cover

Join my discord:   / discord   ⚠️ Fan-made —no official link to "Hard to Be the Bard", Something Rotten!, Wayne Kirkpatrick, Karey Kirkpatrick, Hazbin Hotel, SpindleHorse Toons, Vivienne Medrano, A24, Bento Box Entertainment, or any official rights holders. ―― LYRICS ―― [Verse 1] My bandwidth is peaking, My schedule's a beating, there's so much I gotta sell, There's products and panic, A brand-new satanic monopoly built out of Hell! [Verse 2] Gotta script every headline, And crush every deadline, ensure they consume what I stream, Then it's back up to V-Tower, Where Val and Velvette get to bask in my high-def regime. [Verse 3] Then it's me on my throne, Every fiber and drone in the city is answering me, Just me and my static, And one problematic old frequency I can't delete. [Chorus] And it's hard (hard), It's hard (it's hard), It's really, f*cking hard, So very, very hard! I make it look flawless, a corporate godless, It's hard (it's hard), it's hard (it's hard), It's so incredibly hard, So inconceivably, algorithmically hard! [Verse 4] It's hard to be Vox, Honestly, how do I bear it? There's only so much genius a network can share! I've got sinners to sway with the garbage I say, I can barely defrag my own screen (he's glitching!), Be it Hell's royal princess or Heaven's defenses, They all want a piece of the machine (subscribe now!). [Verse 5] It's a crown made of pixels, I'm the face of the air, It's a burden, but I monetize through it , I murdered my way from a CRT stray to a God, And somebody's gotta do it (so he does it!). [Bridge] And I know, I know, I gotta go, To manage the metrics and streams. Oh, don't make me face him, Don't make me erase him, Can somebody kill those radio beams?! [Chorus] 'Cause it's hard (it's hard), It's hard (it's hard), It's really, really hard, It's sexy, but it's hard! This empire I'm raising is flat-out amazing! It's hard (it's hard), it's hard (it's hard), It's so annoyingly hard, So unavoidably, un-f*cking-enjoyably hard! [Verse 6] It's hard to be Vox, baby, ugh. I know the ring light made me famous, But sharing the bandwidth is what I cannot stand. You see, what the focus groups don't understand, Is that one little demon, one fossil with a microphone, That smug little Deer with his vintage veneer... Oh my God, I just HATE HIM! [Verse 7] And I'm trying to bury him deep in the feed, Or smear him in primetime till ratings restore. 'Stayed Gone,' I declared, but the bastard's still there, That one little rival, that analog spark, He rejected my pitch and it shorted my heart! So I'll break him, right? Wrong! He won't even beg me, damn it, He just grins like he knows every frame of the show I will make! [Verse 8] So I plant a little spy, put a lens in his eye, And I brand Charlie's dream as a beautiful lie. And I need a big win, but I can't get the win— Oh, where is it? What is it? ALASTOR, YOU PRICK! [Spoken Interlude] [Employee] Sir? Hello! You wanted the report on what the Radio Demon is plotting. Our hypnotized asset returned with the feed... [Vox] Did he see me spiraling? [Employee] Memory wiped, sir. [Vox] Oh, perfect, then my image remains HD. You see what I did? Oh, yes, yes, genius! Speak — what news? [Employee] I saw the Deer, I did, he made himself quiet. But he smiles like he wants you to start a riot. That signal-stealing, smile-wearing fraud! [Vox] WHY WON'T HE JUST SHORT OUT AND LET ME BE GOD?! [Pre-Chorus] Now it's the worst, isn't it? The absolute worst (it's hard), Built the ultimate tech just to silence that curse (it's hard), Hard to profit on Heaven when cameras roll (it's hard), Hard to keep the Vees loyal when I'd rather own their souls! [Bridge 2] It's hard, So hard that he'd provoke the Vox? Well, I'll overload the servers and the clocks (ooh), All that I need is to vaporize the Deer (vaporize the Deer!), I'll burn every halo till the broadcast is clear! [Verse 9] I had Lucifer wired, I had Hell in my hand, I had Heaven in 4K and the world at command! Then he baited my temper, that antlered disease, And I laid hands on the Princess — just a glitch, if you please! [Verse 10] Then the terms went crack, and the screens went red, And the whole world saw the monster behind the flat-head. Val started flinching, Velvette got cold... Turns out loyalty dies when the optics get old! [Verse 11] They ripped out my chassis, left the brand on the floor, Just a beautiful monitor, begging for more. But don't you dare call it failure, don't you dare call it done! A screen can go dark and still blind everyone! [Final Chorus] [Outro] But I am the Vox. The face in the feed. The spark in the socket. The want and the need. So laugh while I'm shattered. Rewind while I crawl. The signal's not dead yet... I'm still in your walls. “Just me and my static, / And one problematic old frequency I can't delete.” #Vox #HazbinHotel #HardToBeTheBard #SomethingRotten #Alastor #TheVees #ConceptCover #AIConceptSong #AIMusic #VivziePop