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Threads Involved: Arts, STEM, ChatGPT
From | johnwunder |
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To | Johnny |
Date | 20241226181448 |
Headline | New Speedway Boogie |
Source | Johnny |
CharGPT false lyrics of New Speedway Boogie
Analysis: ChatGPT has created another branch of the Egyptian Book of the Dead rumor. Web References https://archive.org/details/gd70-06-07.sbd.hollister.98.sbeok.shnf/gd700607d1t10.wav.shn
Please don't dominate the rap, Jack If you've got nothing new to say If you please, don't back up the track This train's got to run today
I spent a little time on the mountain I spent a little time on the hill I heard someone say Better run away Others say better stand still
Now I don't know but I've been told It's hard to run with the weight of gold Other hand I have heard it said It's just as hard with the weight of lead
Who can deny? Who can deny? It's not just a change in style One step done and another begun And I wonder how many miles
I spent a little time on the mountain I spent a little time on the hill Things went down we don't understand But I think in time we will
Now, I don't know but I was told In the heat of the sun a man died of cold Keep on coming or stand and wait With the sun so dark and the hour so late
You can't overlook the lack, Jack Of any other highway to ride It's got no signs or dividing lines And very few rules to guide
I spent a little time on the mountain I spent a little time on the hill I saw things getting out of hand I guess they always will
Now I don't know but I've been told If the horse don't pull, you got to carry the load I don't know whose back's that strong Maybe find out before too long
One way or another One way or another One way or another This darkness got to give
‘’’ChatGPT rumored last verse’’’
In the land of the dark
The ship of the sun Is drawn by the grateful dead
The waters they are poisoned
And the wars have begun
The gospels of the kingdom Are ringing out, ringing out
And there's nowhere to escape
No, there's nowhere to escape
No, there's nowhere to escape
No, there's nowhere to escape
‘’A backwater kind of guy.’’