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This is the opening song from the BRETTROSPECTIVE movie. The lyrics and chords were written by AI. I asked ChatGPT to write a new Bond theme about the passage of time:
Walking down the roads we used to know
Memories painted in colours that still glow
(Colours that still glow)
Footsteps in the sands of time
Echoes of laughter
Yeah, moments so sublime.
Pictures in our minds, frozen frames
Moments that we treasure, they will never fade
(They’ll never fade)
Though we journey forward like a freight train on rail tracks
One day we’ll all realise there’s no going back
No, there’s no turning back.
Can’t go back
But we can hold the memories like gold
Can’t go back
The pages turn, but the lessons learned forever burn
We look back
We carry the flame
In the book of life we rewrite our names
Our story’s scribed in the paths we’ve trod
Can’t go back, but we know where we belong.
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A Song About Space
02:06
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Well I’ve been thinking about the universe a lot lately
Like, why are we here? And why am I ageing exponentially?
Started when my blue tick disappeared I think, probably
You don’t just get over something like that.
But if I was to compare my love for you to something else to get across the scale
It’d be the biggest thing that I could think of
And I know that’s not the best example from a song-writing point of view
So I guess I’d probably just have to say space.
Yeah, I’d have to say space.
It’s so wide
It’s so high
It goes on for miles and miles
I think it’s infinite, actually.
It’s cold
You can’t breathe
You’d definitely die up there
Maybe it’s not the best analogy.
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I feel your eyes on me from across the room
I see ya try’na play it cool but your heart is boom-boomin
So I shoot a look back at ya, turn on my charm
You pretend not to notice and playfully leave the bar.
Whenever I hit the dance floor people stop and stare
(Everybody stops and stares)
Because if sexy was legal tender, I’d be a billionaire.
Boom, boom, got you hooked on my perfume, fume
I’m turning all the faces in the room, room
Got you howling at the moon, moon
The bass is going…
Boom, boom, the whole damn place is going swoon, swoon
I’m knocking them down every time my booty shaking
Boom, boom, got you caught on my harpoon, poon.
Listen, I know you’re daydreaming…
I got your lipstick kisses on my neck
I got you wishing you could do that thing they say on Star Trek
And boldly go where you haven’t before
A red hot atmosphere you’d like to explore more.
Whenever I hit the dance floor people stop and stare
(Everybody stops and stares)
It’s like I’ve got the room hypnotised, I’m just like Derren Brown I swear
(Just like Derren Brown I swear)
Coz whenever I hit the dance floor people stop and stare
(Everybody stops and stares)
Because if sexy was legal tender, I’d be a billionaire.
(It’s the way that you move)
(It’s the way that you prove that you’re the only one for me)
(It’s the way that you kiss)
(You know baby that this is where I wanna be)
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Spook Me Up
03:01
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A scaly fish man rising from the ocean.
That creepy kid in the Victorian hat from The Omen.
A monster that appears behind you in the mirror.
A horse that walks upright on two legs and he wants to kill ya.
A big rat, but the rat’s got two heads and human legs.
A motorbike that’s become sentient and makes giant spiders webs.
A skeleton that talks. And he’s a real nasty bastard.
A ghost, but that’s terrifying, you know, like basically the opposite of Casper.
A massive snake, but with the head of Kelsey Grammer.
Not that his face is particularly scary, it’d just be odd to see it on an adder.
A werewolf. Or maybe just a standard wolf.
But it’s fur is made of poisonous metal spikes and it’s hungry for its lunch.
All this stuff is frightening but it pales in comparison
To the way I feel about you, baby - it’s embarrassing.
Spook me up!
I want to feel the full horror of your love.
Spook me up!
Dig your teeth into my neck and taste the blood.
Go ahead, please, fill your cup
But it would be great if you could just leave a little for me
‘Cause I tend to get lightheaded very easily.
Zombies, but proper old fashioned ones that are slow.
A weird old lady who seems pretty intent on turning you into a toad.
Paddington Bear, but he’s completely inside out.
Peppa Pig but huge and a real pig, and she can breathe fire from her snout.
All the people you went to school with talking for eternity
About mortgage rates and showing you endless pictures of their babies,
But you can’t escape, you’re chained to the floor, and also you’ve got no eyelids
You can’t even remember their names, you probably haven’t seen them since the 90s.
The physical embodiment of every phobia you’ve ever had.
It’s hard to imagine, but if you saw it you’d sh*t your pants.
A clown. Just standing there. Naked.
And instead of genitalia, he’s just got an old balloon that’s deflated.
All this stuff is frightening but it pales in comparison
To the way I feel about you, baby - it’s embarrassing.
Spook me up!
I want to feel the full horror of your love.
Spook me up!
Dig your teeth into my neck and taste the blood.
I get the feeling you’re thirsty
So by all means, please feast on me
Just don’t feast too greedily.
Leave enough so I could safely operate machinery if need be.
La la la la laa laa laa.
Spook me up!
Aaah.
Spook me up!
Aaah.
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Baby, I’m a love farmer
And I wanna plant all my crops in your garden
Because your soil is rich in nutrients
And you’ve got all the necessary accoutrements
To make my love tree grow so high.
Well I caught that look in your reflection
That subtle flash of sexy expression.
It’s getting plain to see
I could be your fantasy
I’ve been saying it since last January
I wanna tell you how much you mean to me.
One hundred
You’re one in a hundred
Yeah, ninety-nine people aren’t as good as you.
One hundred
You’re one in a hundred
Or one point two two in one hundred and twenty-two.
Listen, baby, I’m no good with numbers but I’d like to give yours a try
Come with me, the only number we’ll need on speed dial is 999
‘Cause we’re gonna set the night on fire, so we might need to call the fire service
That’s all I meant, I didn’t mean the police or anything, no need to look so nervous.
(You’re one in a hundred, baby)
You’re one, one in a hundred
(You’re one in a hundred, girl)
And, baby, I just wondered
(You’re one in a hundred, baby)
If you’d like to go with me, I could be your fantasy
Let’s turn the lights down
I’ll get my dressing gown on, if you haven’t brought one you could probably borrow one.
One hundred
You’re one in a hundred
Yeah, ninety-nine people ain’t got sh*t on you.
One hundred
You’re one in a hundred
And now I’d like to play my keytar for you.
One hundred
You’re one in a hundred
Yeah, ninety-nine people aren’t as good as you.
One hundred
You’re one in a hundred
Or one point two two in one hundred and twenty-two.
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The Pub - 2023 Version
03:24
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I wanna go to the pub with you
When the working week is over
Go to the pub with you
Or on my own is fine
I wanna go to the pub
Because the pub is where I want to be
And if you want to come, that’s great
But I’d be fine if it was just me
Honestly, it’s on the pub bit I’m most keen.
That’s not to say I haven’t missed ya
I guess I wish I could see you a bit more
I follow you on Insta though
So get the gist ’a how
You spend your days just home indoors.
No, there’s not much to say to each other
When neither of us have done a single thing all summer.
As soon as we can let’s make some new memories
Either together, or maybe individually
So that the next time you’re sitting there opposite me
We have something else to talk about besides “what did you have for your tea”.
I wanna go to the pub with you
Or a similar type of venue
Like a bar or a club, with you
Or with anyone, if I’m honest
Just having a drink, sitting in a public place
Surrounded by my, or someone else’s mates
Either way I’ll be in town about half past eight
You can join me if you want, but if you don’t I’ve no real complaints.
I wanna feel the smooth crinkle of a crisp five pound note
As I hand it over to the barman in return for a cold half pint of Strongbow
Pressing the glass to my dry lips
At the Ibis hotel bar
On a Thursday night
That’s right, wanna bottle this feeling
Put it on ice and drink it down the pub.
Down at the pub, yeah.
Woah.
Come Friday night, half five PM, I’ll be straight down the Speckled Hen.
I’ll maybe make a Whatsapp group. I might suggest the Fox & Goose.
If the weather’s turning nippy, I’ll be sipping shots of whisky
At the bar down at the Duck & Drake. I’ll get a big table just in case.
It’s cask ale and all blokes down at the Royal Oak.
I think that smell has gone, up at the Rising Sun.
At the pub
At the pub
At the pub
At the pub.
Just want to sit in silence
At a venue with an alcohol license
Well, the air’s alive with chatter
But to me it doesn’t matter
‘Cause I got my big headphones
And I got the wi-fi code
At the pub.
I’m on my own at the pub.
Pub.
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It’s 1970.
A big whale has washed up on the beach here in Florence, Oregon.
My name’s George Thornton.
And I’m the man responsible for dispatching this giant carcass to from whence it came.
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Well, as bad days go, this is off the scale.
What am I supposed to do with a forty-five foot whale?
I tried to push it, but it won’t shift.
It’s starting to rot, and it really stinks.
It’s a major operation
Disposing of a deceased cetacean.
Cetacean is another word for whale.
But hold on, what’s this thought
Lurking at the back of my mind?
Dynamite.
I’ll solve the problem with dynamite.
I’ll blow the whale up into tiny little pieces
A little treat for all the seagulls.
Dynamite.
Solve all my problems with dynamite.
Nothing can go wrong
I’m just strapping a whale to a half ton bomb.
It’ll be like Christmas day.
Raining beautiful snowflakes
Of the decomposing carcass of a dead sperm whale.
And every year we’ll celebrate this day
And the great decision that I made
By finding and exploding another massive dead whale.
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It’s been four months, three weeks, five days
Since the last time I touched ya.
Even though I only had a slight head cold
You wanted to take precaution
And that’s fine.
But I’m sure now
I’m no longer contagious.
Will you let me leave the house and put my arms around you?
I wanna hug you up inside of a museum
If it’s permitted
In the natural history exhibit.
I wanna squeeze you properly
In a National Trust property.
But I suggest that we hold our breath.
‘Cause I’m a cautious hugger
An apprehensive lover
Lean into me, but do it carefully.
‘Cause I’m just another nervous cuddler
Go in too tight and I might get smothered
So it’s best to exercise restraint
A confident embracer I just ain’t.
No, my cautious hugging don’t get no complaints.
(A cautious hugger, yeah).
Whenever I’m getting intimate, I remain vigilant.
(A cautious hugger, yeah).
My cautious hugging don’t get no complaints.
(Hug me gently, hug me quick)
(Not too hard or I might be sick)
(Hug me gently, hug me quick)
(Not too hard or I might be sick)
(Hug me gently, hug me quick)
(Not too hard or I might be sick)
(Hug me gently, hug me quick)
(Not too hard or I might be sick)
Hug me gentle.
Just be careful.
Just hug me quickly, babe.
Ooh.
(Not too hard, I’ll be sick)
‘Cause I’m a cautious hugger
An apprehensive lover
Lean into me, but do it carefully.
‘Cause I’m just another nervous cuddler
Go in too tight and I might get smothered
So it’s best to exercise restraint
A confident embracer I just ain’t.
No, my cautious hugging don’t get no complaints.
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DON’T MEET MANY GIRL LIKE LOLA
KIND THAT LIVE THAT VIDA LOCA
YEAH, LOLA LOVE THAT VIDA LOCA
ALSO, THIS SOME CHAP THEY CALL JONA.
WELL, LOLA SIPS COLD COCA COLA
SHE’S JUST TOLD JONA ALL’S OVER
ALL’S OVER, YEAH, ALL’S TRUE
POOR JONA, DON’T FEEL BLUE.
YEAH, SOME GUYS HAVE COOL HIPS
MAKE JONA FEEL SICK
THAT BOY’S HIPS AIN’T THAT CHIC
WHO’S GONA KISS THEM LIPS?
YEAH, JONA LIKE
LIFE WITH LOLA HITS DIFF
WINE WITH LOLA JUST HITS DIFF
FREE JAZZ FUNK ROCK WITH LOLA, THAT SH*T HITS DIFF
LOVE ISN’T EASY
JONA DON’T LOVE THIS.
YEAH, GOLF WITH LOLA HITS DIFF
JUDO WITH LOLA JUST HITS DIFF
EGGS WITH LOLA, THAT SH*T HITS DIFF
MORE TIME WITH LOLA, JONA WILL MISS.
YEAH, THAT GOOD TIME WITH LOLA, JONA GONA MISS.
SOLO.
YEAH, WELL, JONA SAID THAT
LIFE WITH LOLA HITS DIFF
WINE WITH LOLA JUST HITS DIFF
HARD FAST PUNK ROCK WITH LOLA, THAT SH*T HITS DIFF
LOVE ISN’T EASY
JONA DON’T LOVE THIS.
YEAH, ASDA WITH LOLA HITS DIFF
XBOX WITH LOLA JUST HITS DIFF
HULA HOOP WITH LOLA, THAT SH*T HITS DIFF
MORE TIME WITH LOLA, JONA WILL MISS.
YEAH, THAT GOOD TIME WITH LOLA, JONA GONA MISS.
AIN’T MUCH LEFT, POOR JONA, JUST JPEG PICS.
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Welcome to the world according to the baddest MC in the biz
Yeah, I’ve got a gold jacket, but I’m nothing if not humble
And like a fungal infection, I can cause you real trouble.
Just ‘cause you can’t get enough of me
You feel the groove and you develop a dependency
Oh, by the way, I dropped that athlete’s foot analogy three line ago
In case you still were looking for similarities.
Yeah, you probably think that I’m a big player
Well, yeah, I said I was but words aren’t worth the paper
You probably think that I’m like a young Don Draper
But I live right here in Yorkshire, not a fancy skyscraper.
So I’ve been seeing this girl I like since the Autumn
I say ‘seeing’, I guess it’s more like ‘watching’
No, she doesn’t even know who I am
I try to talk to her but I just shut up shop like a clam.
I get so nervous when I see her that my legs start shaking
Mouth dry at just the thought of conversation
Brain dead for potential ice-breakers
But I’m outside her house now, this is it, make or break time.
I can feel my heart racing
About to make the first communication
Take a big puff on my inhaler
She’s opening the door now, this is it, what do I say to her?
I don’t know what to say to her
She’s looking at me and I don’t know what to say to her
Like a deer in the headlights, I don’t know what to say to her
I’m shut like a clam, can’t think of anything to say to her
Then I’m like…
Yeah, I get lost for words around you.
Yeah, I get lost for words around you.
Still standing here, just looking like a muppet
Time stopped, sick feeling in my stomach
Wishing the ground would open up and I could plummet
She’s asking me if I’m ok, come on, just say summat.
(Say summat)
Just say summat
(Say summat)
Come on, just say summat
(Say summat)
Anything, just say summat
Just open your mouth and form the words and say summat.
So now she starts to shut the door in confusion
Thought she could be the one but that was just delusion
If only I could interact entirely through music
I’d point my speakers at her door and this is how I’d do it.
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So things seem to be going quite well with us
But truth be told I got a secret
I was in two minds if I should tell yas
But I think it might affect our plans for the weekend.
Unfortunately, I’m a werewolf
Yeah, pretty soon I’m gonna turn into a sort of weird dog
(A big, freaky dog)
So regrettably you’re gonna have to be careful
(Exercise caution)
Might be a good idea to lock me in a big metal box
If you’re able to source one.
The good news is I get real buff
Like, I get big arms and pecs and stuff
The bad news is my breath gets worse
And also I don’t at all resemble a person.
It’s a real inconvenience
Being taxonomically heterogeneous
And I know that although you’re really a cat person
I’m just hoping that to canines you don’t have a big aversion.
I’m a werewolf
It’s just once a month but it’s a pain in the arse
Basically, every time the moon is bare full
We have to go through this whole merry farce
I’m sick of it.
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Hey girl
I’ve got summat I want to say to you
So I’m just gonna sing it.
Baby, I wrote this song all about you
So to everybody else listening, it’s not about you
But hope you still enjoy the tune
And the overarching sentiment
The eloquent prose about my blessedness
At being in love with you.
I’m back talking to you again now, baby.
‘K, baby, maybe it’s too early for the L word
But how about the M word?
I wanna make a move
If you want me to make a move
Or maybe you should make a move on me?
Yeah, that’s probably easier.
Guess I’ll be waiting for that move just right here.
I wanna be your baby, baby
And you can be my baby too
‘Cause if you call me your baby, baby
Baby, my heart rate would reach one-eighty for you
And maybe one day we’ll even have some babies
And those babies may have babies
Baby, we’ll be grandparents to our own babies’ babies.
Just a couple of babies, baby, with our own babies’ babies.
Well, baby, baby, if you say, baby, that I could be your bae, baby
Then any day I swear I’d reciprocate
And baby, maybe you can take my achy-breaky heart
And baby, you can defibrillate.
And you can be my baby too
‘Cause if you call me baby, baby
My heart rate would beat one-eighty for you
Baby, maybe we could have some babies
And those babies may have babies
Baby, we’ll be grandparents to our own babies’ babies
Baby
Baby, just a couple of babies with our own babies’ babies
Baby
Baby, just a couple of babies, baby, with our own babies’ babies.
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