ChatGPT Songs

[wourme]

I know this technology has potential for evil and all that, but I’ve been having fun with these prompts.

 

Please write a song about a child’s birthday party in the style of Nine Inch Nails.

Verse 1:
The balloons hang, like a sinister cloud
The kids scream, like a chaotic crowd
The cake’s on fire, the presents destroyed
This party’s chaos, it can’t be avoided

Chorus:
A child’s birthday party, a nightmare in disguise
A cacophony of noise, and colors, and lies
A celebration of life, or just a descent
Into madness, in this wasteland of innocence

Verse 2:
The games are violent, the music’s loud
The clowns are creepy, their makeup’s proud
The parents smile, as they watch the scene
But behind their eyes, there’s something obscene

Chorus:
A child’s birthday party, a nightmare in disguise
A cacophony of noise, and colors, and lies
A celebration of life, or just a descent
Into madness, in this wasteland of innocence

Bridge:
It’s not the kids, it’s not their fault
It’s the pressure, to conform, to exalt
To be perfect, to have the best
To fit in, to be like the rest

Chorus:
A child’s birthday party, a nightmare in disguise
A cacophony of noise, and colors, and lies
A celebration of life, or just a descent
Into madness, in this wasteland of innocence

Outro:
This party, it’s more than just a celebration
It’s a reflection, of our desperation
To be seen, to be loved, to be free
In this wasteland of innocence, where we all scream.

 

Please write a song about a fast food restaurant in the style of Depeche Mode.

Verse 1:
Neon lights flicker, as I walk inside
The smell of grease and burgers fill the air tonight
The people in line, waiting to be served
Their hunger, insatiable and ready to be quenched

Chorus:
Fast food, it’s a modern need
Quick and easy, just what we all need
The fries are hot, the drinks are cold
And we’ll never leave feeling unsold

Verse 2:
The menu’s simple, but it’s all I need
A burger and fries, and I’m ready to feed
The ketchup flows, the cheese is melted
It’s a guilty pleasure, but it can’t be helped

Chorus:
Fast food, it’s a modern need
Quick and easy, just what we all need
The fries are hot, the drinks are cold
And we’ll never leave feeling unsold

Bridge:
It’s not just the food, it’s the atmosphere
The laughter and chatter, it’s all so clear
It’s a place where we can all unite
And forget about everything else outside

Chorus:
Fast food, it’s a modern need
Quick and easy, just what we all need
The fries are hot, the drinks are cold
And we’ll never leave feeling unsold

Outro:
Fast food, it’s a guilty pleasure
But it’s a comfort we can all treasure
In this world of chaos and noise
We find solace in our fast food joys.

 

Please write a song about Seath the Scaleless in the style of Elvis Presley.

Verse 1:
Well, down in the depths of the crystal cave
There’s a dragon who’s seen better days
Seath the Scaleless, with his icy stare
But in his heart, there’s nothing there

Chorus:
Oh Seath, the dragon so frail
Lost in a world where he’ll always fail
With his magic, he thought he’d prevail
But now he’s just a sad, sad tale

Verse 2:
He searched for the secret to eternal life
But in the end, it just brought him strife
Trapped in his crystal palace of despair
Seath the Scaleless, with nothing left to spare

Chorus:
Oh Seath, the dragon so frail
Lost in a world where he’ll always fail
With his magic, he thought he’d prevail
But now he’s just a sad, sad tale

Bridge:
Once he ruled the land with his might
But now he’s just a pitiful sight
Seath the Scaleless, his kingdom gone
Left to rot, all alone

Chorus:
Oh Seath, the dragon so frail
Lost in a world where he’ll always fail
With his magic, he thought he’d prevail
But now he’s just a sad, sad tale

Outro:
Seath the Scaleless, once so proud
But now he’s lost, just a shroud
A dragon without scales, so sad to see
Oh Seath, won’t you come back to me?

[wourme]

Please write a sacred hymn about Katamari Damacy.

Verse 1:
Rolling forward, ball of light
Growing bigger, ever bright
With each object, it collects
Katamari Damacy, it infects

Chorus:
Katamari Damacy, we sing to thee
Rolling through life, for all to see
Your power and might, never cease
Gathering all, like a feast

Verse 2:
From small pins, to towering trees
The world becomes your tapestry
With every roll, a new sight
A never-ending, cosmic delight

Chorus:
Katamari Damacy, we sing to thee
Rolling through life, for all to see
Your power and might, never cease
Gathering all, like a feast

Verse 3:
Your mission clear, your task divine
To collect all, and make them shine
A celebration, of all we hold dear
In your ball, they all appear

Chorus:
Katamari Damacy, we sing to thee
Rolling through life, for all to see
Your power and might, never cease
Gathering all, like a feast

Verse 4:
As we roll with you, we feel complete
In your presence, our souls meet
A journey through time and space
With Katamari Damacy, we find our place

Chorus:
Katamari Damacy, we sing to thee
Rolling through life, for all to see
Your power and might, never cease
Gathering all, like a feast

Outro:
Katamari Damacy, our guiding light
Forever rolling, through day and night
May we follow, in your shining trail
As we journey forth, and never fail.

[Brooks]

wow outrageous hogweed censure

[wourme]

Please write a national anthem for Silent Hill.

Verse 1:
Silent Hill, oh town of woe
Where dark and foggy shadows grow
A place of fear, a place of dread
Where nightmares roam, and hope has fled

Chorus:
Silent Hill, our land of fear
Where echoes haunt, and ghosts appear
In the dark, we feel your might
Silent Hill, our land of fright

Verse 2:
Your streets are lined with rusted steel
Your skies are shrouded, your air is still
A place of pain, a place of sorrow
Where fear and grief hold sway tomorrow

Chorus:
Silent Hill, our land of fear
Where echoes haunt, and ghosts appear
In the dark, we feel your might
Silent Hill, our land of fright

Verse 3:
Your twisted paths, a maze of pain
A place of horror, and endless rain
Yet in your depths, a truth unfolds
Of love and loss, and stories untold

Chorus:
Silent Hill, our land of fear
Where echoes haunt, and ghosts appear
In the dark, we feel your might
Silent Hill, our land of fright

Verse 4:
We sing this anthem, to honor thee
Silent Hill, our destiny
May we find solace, in your embrace
And find our way, to a better place

Chorus:
Silent Hill, our land of fear
Where echoes haunt, and ghosts appear
In the dark, we feel your might
Silent Hill, our land of fright

Outro:
Silent Hill, our guiding star
May we follow, wherever you are
Our anthem echoes, through the night
Silent Hill, our land of fright.

[wourme]

Please write a cautionary song about the giant hogweed plant, to promote safety.

Verse 1:
Beware the giant hogweed plant
With sap so toxic, it can enchant
Its leaves may lure you in
But beware, it’s a dangerous sin

Chorus:
Giant hogweed, oh beware
With its sap, it’s not fair
It can cause pain and strife
So be cautious, in your life

Verse 2:
Its towering height, may catch your eye
But don’t be fooled, it’s not a prize
Its sap can cause burns, so severe
It’s not worth the danger, my dear

Chorus:
Giant hogweed, oh beware
With its sap, it’s not fair
It can cause pain and strife
So be cautious, in your life

Verse 3:
Don’t touch it, don’t go near
Its toxic sap, can cause a fear
Protect your eyes, protect your skin
And don’t let the giant hogweed win

Chorus:
Giant hogweed, oh beware
With its sap, it’s not fair
It can cause pain and strife
So be cautious, in your life

Verse 4:
Stay safe, and stay aware
And don’t let the giant hogweed snare
Be cautious, and take heed
And from its danger, you’ll be freed

Chorus:
Giant hogweed, oh beware
With its sap, it’s not fair
It can cause pain and strife
So be cautious, in your life

Outro:
So remember, and take care
And from its danger, you’ll be spared
Let caution, be your guide
And from the giant hogweed, you’ll hide.

I know I shouldn’t praise the machine, but

[wourme]

[wourme]

Please write a ballad about Faxanadu.

Verse 1:
In a land of wonder, with mountains tall and wide,
A hero sets out, to turn the tide,
The world is dying, and the trees are bare,
A journey to restore, to repair and to care.

Chorus:
Faxanadu, the land of kings,
A world of magic, where adventure sings,
A quest to save, a quest to heal,
In Faxanadu, the fate of all is real.

Verse 2:
The Elven King, with wisdom old,
Foretells a prophecy, a story to be told,
The World Tree, dying from a curse,
Our hero must venture forth, to break the curse.

Chorus:
Faxanadu, the land of kings,
A world of magic, where adventure sings,
A quest to save, a quest to heal,
In Faxanadu, the fate of all is real.

Verse 3:
The journey is long, and the path is hard,
The dangers many, and the foes are scarred,
But our hero fights on, with sword and shield,
Through the trials and the battles, the fate of all is sealed.

Chorus:
Faxanadu, the land of kings,
A world of magic, where adventure sings,
A quest to save, a quest to heal,
In Faxanadu, the fate of all is real.

Verse 4:
The final battle, with the curse at last,
The hero emerges, victorious and fast,
The World Tree restored, the land renewed,
In Faxanadu, a legend true.

Chorus:
Faxanadu, the land of kings,
A world of magic, where adventure sings,
A quest to save, a quest to heal,
In Faxanadu, the fate of all is real.

Outro:
So let the story, forever be told,
Of the hero, brave and bold,
And the land of Faxanadu, where adventure reigns,
A world of magic, where the heart remains.

 

Please write a depressing goth poem about Space Harrier.

In the far-off void of space,
Where stars twinkle and planets race,
There exists a world of strife,
Where a lone warrior fights for life.

His name is Harrier, lost and alone,
In this empty universe he roams,
Fighting against a dark unknown,
His heart heavy, his spirit prone.

Through the endless void he flies,
Battling enemies with anguished cries,
But in his heart there lies a dread,
A feeling that he can’t shake from his head.

For he knows that in this vast expanse,
He is but a speck in the cosmic dance,
A tiny life that’s bound to fade,
In a universe that’s infinite and jade.

His battles seem so small and vain,
In the grand scheme of this cosmic game,
And yet he fights on, with all his might,
Hoping to make things right.

But in his soul, a sadness creeps,
For he knows that death is what he reaps,
And in the end, all he’ll leave behind,
Is a memory in the vast cosmic mind.

So he fights on, in a world so dark,
Trying to make his tiny mark,
But in his heart, the sadness grows,
As he wonders what it’s all for, who knows?

For in this void of space so vast,
He feels so lost, and so outcast,
A speck of life in the endless night,
Fighting for survival with all his might.

[OneSecondBefore]

This is a good time!

Please write a song about the first day at school in the style of Iron Maiden.

Verse 1:
A new dawn rises, the first day of school
A sea of faces, unfamiliar and cruel
Anxiety grips you, as you enter the gates
You feel the weight of the unknown, as you hesitate

Chorus:
The first day at school, a rite of passage
A test of strength, a battle of courage
You’ll face your fears, with head held high
For you are the hero, of your own life

Verse 2:
The halls are a labyrinth, you don’t know the way
Lost in a maze, you search for the right hallway
The noise is deafening, the chatter and shouts
You feel like an outsider, with your head in the clouds

Chorus:
The first day at school, a rite of passage
A test of strength, a battle of courage
You’ll face your fears, with head held high
For you are the hero, of your own life

Bridge:
But you won’t falter, you won’t back down
You’ll stand tall, with a warrior’s crown
For you are brave, and you are strong
And you’ll fight through the fear, all day long

Chorus:
The first day at school, a rite of passage
A test of strength, a battle of courage
You’ll face your fears, with head held high
For you are the hero, of your own life

Outro:
So remember this day, as you journey on
The first step you took, towards the horizon
For every step forward, is a step towards your goal
And with each passing day, you’ll become whole.

Sometimes it really couldn’t find the voice of the musicians I prompted (Prefab Sprout, Prince, Gorillaz) but it really nailed Iron Maiden.

[nastypaul]

- YouTube

[wourme]

Please write a song about selectbutton.net in the style of Paula Abdul.

Verse 1:
I was surfing the web, just looking for a place,
Where gamers come together, and share their love and grace,
Then I stumbled on selectbutton.net, it’s oh so cool,
A gaming community, where I can break the rules.

Chorus:
Selectbutton.net, you make my heart race,
A place where gamers unite, with style and grace,
Threads on every game, and every device,
Selectbutton.net, it’s a gaming paradise.

Verse 2:
I can talk about games all day and night,
With people who share my passion, it’s such a delight,
From platformers to RPGs, and everything in between,
Selectbutton.net, it’s where gaming’s never routine.

Chorus:
Selectbutton.net, you make my heart race,
A place where gamers unite, with style and grace,
Threads on every game, and every device,
Selectbutton.net, it’s a gaming paradise.

Bridge:
So come on over, and join the fun,
Selectbutton.net, it’s where the gaming’s never done,
With friendly folks, and endless threads,
Selectbutton.net, it’s where the gaming scene spreads.

Chorus:
Selectbutton.net, you make my heart race,
A place where gamers unite, with style and grace,
Threads on every game, and every device,
Selectbutton.net, it’s a gaming paradise.

Outro:
Selectbutton.net, it’s where I want to be,
For gaming and community, it’s the ultimate key,
So come on over, and join the beat,
Selectbutton.net, it’s the place to meet.

Really, though, who cares whether Milli Vanilli really sang their songs? I never understood why that was a big scandal, and especially why people who liked the music stopped listening to it as if it had changed.

And I wonder whether this particular line of prompts is blocked intentionally (as a joke?) or whether it’s a weird consequence of general principles they are trying to enforce.

[wourme]

Please write a black metal song about the lymphatic system.

Verse 1:
Beneath the skin, a network of tubes,
A hidden system, feeding on our roots,
Flowing rivers, of blackest blood,
Lymphatic system, a harbinger of the flood.

Chorus:
Lymphatic system, pulsing through the veins,
A dark machine, born to cause pain,
Invisible warfare, raging within,
Lymphatic system, the origin of sin.

Verse 2:
A secret army, beneath the flesh,
A chaotic force, that never rests,
Pumping fluids, through the night,
A battle cry, that fuels the fight.

Chorus:
Lymphatic system, pulsing through the veins,
A dark machine, born to cause pain,
Invisible warfare, raging within,
Lymphatic system, the origin of sin.

Bridge:
It’s the source of life, and the bringer of death,
A force that we can’t see, but we feel its breath,
A raging storm, that we can’t control,
A weapon of the gods, that takes its toll.

Chorus:
Lymphatic system, pulsing through the veins,
A dark machine, born to cause pain,
Invisible warfare, raging within,
Lymphatic system, the origin of sin.

Outro:
So let us praise, the dark within,
The lymphatic system, the source of our sin,
A force of nature, that we can’t deny,
Lymphatic system, until we die.

 

Please write a black metal song about shopping in a supermarket.

Verse 1:
Enter the temple of consumerism,
A kingdom of decay and nihilism,
The fluorescent lights reveal the way,
As we march through the aisles, like soldiers of the grey.

Chorus:
Shopping in a supermarket,
A dark and twisted ritual,
The aisles of doom, the shelves of despair,
A world of darkness, we can’t repair.

Verse 2:
The rows of boxes, endless and cold,
A labyrinth of chaos, we cannot behold,
The screams of the carts, the whispers of the shelves,
The echoes of the damned, haunting our selves.

Chorus:
Shopping in a supermarket,
A dark and twisted ritual,
The aisles of doom, the shelves of despair,
A world of darkness, we can’t repair.

Bridge:
We buy and we consume, but we never find peace,
We fill our carts, but our souls never cease,
We search for meaning, in the products we buy,
But the darkness remains, and we cannot deny.

Chorus:
Shopping in a supermarket,
A dark and twisted ritual,
The aisles of doom, the shelves of despair,
A world of darkness, we can’t repair.

Outro:
So let us pray, to the gods of the mall,
For salvation from the darkness, that consumes us all,
May we find a way, to break the spell,
Shopping in a supermarket, a living hell.

[Father.Torque]

@wourme

song about the lymphatic system.

- YouTube

[Brooks]

now maybe i just suck at The Prompts but it seems fucking impossible to get this stupid netmind to create lyrics that don’t rhyme??

[wourme]

I guess not. Even if you explicitly tell it not to rhyme, it does. This works, though:

[wourme]

Some of the lines from these things kind of stick in my mind.

[MintyJuffowup]

PC Engine Sonnet.

Please compose a sonnet about the PC Engine

In ancient days of gaming lore and might,
The consoles of the gods did hold their sway,
But then, a challenger did rise to fight,
A machine of power, sleek and gray.

The PC Engine, known in lands afar,
A console of great strength and elegance,
With graphics sharp as any shooting star,
And sound that filled the ears with sweet romance.

From Bonk to Blazing Lazers, games did flow,
And gamers far and wide did sing its praise,
For in the PC Engine, they did know,
A system that could set their hearts ablaze.

So let us honor this machine of lore,
A console that we shall forever adore.

[MintyJuffowup]

I’m annoyed that I can’t seem to push ChatGPT out of a abab rhyme scheme.

[MintyJuffowup]

Rare words poem.

Please write a poem with rare and invented words. There should be no rhymes. Every line should include alliteration.

In misty moors, where zephyrs zing,
The lirrup’s lullaby we sing.
Its murmurings, melodious, mend
The soul’s strange strife and sorrow’s end.

The brackish breeze brings balsam’s bloom,
A blithesome boon for nature’s gloom.
It mingles with the mistral’s moan
And weaves a wreath of wonder shown.

The fauna’s frolic, free and fair,
A fanciful feast beyond compare.
From flibbertigibbets to flummoxed fawns,
A fancied fauna flourishes on and on.

Oh, let us linger, lost in lore,
And listen to the land’s great roar.
In wistful wonder, we will wait
For nature’s nectar to satiate.

[wourme]

Please write a poem about Ikaruga using as many slang terms as possible.

Ikaruga, yo, it’s the game to play
A shooter so slick, it’ll blow you away
From the bullet hell to the chaining combos
This game is hot, hotter than most.

The gameplay is tight, the graphics are fresh
You’ll be addicted, that’s my best guess
The polarity system, it’s off the hook
You gotta flip, gotta change, gotta get that scorebook

But don’t get it twisted, this game ain’t for the weak
You gotta dodge, gotta shoot, gotta stay on your feet
The bosses are tough, they’ll make you scream
But when you beat 'em, you’ll feel like the dream

So get your ship, load up Ikaruga, and let’s go
It’s time to show everyone how we flow
From the first stage to the final fight
We’ll take 'em all down, and feel just right.

 

Please write a lullaby about R-Type Delta.

Hush, little pilot, close your eyes,
The R-9 Delta is your prize,
In your dreams, you’ll fly so high,
Through the stars, up in the sky.

As you rest, the Delta’s thrum,
Will lull you into slumber, come,
With its engine’s soothing sound,
You’ll be floating safe and sound.

Travel far, to distant lands,
Where the stars are in your hands,
With the R-9 Delta by your side,
You’ll explore the universe wide.

Hush, little pilot, don’t you fret,
The R-9 Delta won’t forget,
To keep you safe and hold you tight,
Till the morning brings new light.

So close your eyes, and let it be,
The R-9 Delta’s guiding thee,
Through the cosmos, far and wide,
Till the break of a new sunrise.

[MintyJuffowup]

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