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I asked another question to ChatGPT: "Write a pretentious progressive rock song about urban planning."
Verse 1:
In the concrete jungle where the skyscrapers grow
A symphony of steel, glass, and stone
But beneath the surface, a tale untold
Of a city in need, of a plan to unfold
Chorus:
We're the urban planners, the architects of dreams
With a vision for a better city, or so it seems
We'll sculpt the cityscape, a work of art
And bring to life, a brand new start
Verse 2:
The city that never sleeps, pulsing with life
Yet shadows lurk, in the alleys at night
Where the weary roam, lost in their strife
And the buildings reach, blocking the light
Chorus:
We're the urban planners, the architects of dreams
With a vision for a better city, or so it seems
We'll sculpt the cityscape, a work of art
And bring to life, a brand new start
Bridge:
With a measured touch, and a mindful eye
We'll design the streets, that reach up to the sky
Where the future meets, the past and the now
And the city will thrive, from the downtown to the outskirts
Chorus:
We're the urban planners, the architects of dreams
With a vision for a better city, or so it seems
We'll sculpt the cityscape, a work of art
And bring to life, a brand new start
Outro:
So listen to the city, as it whispers in the night
The stories of its people, in the shadows, out of sight
And in the morning light, as the sun begins to rise
A new city awaits, with a brighter future in its eyes.
Also, "Tell me a dad joke about Robert Moses."
Why did Robert Moses cross the road? To build a bridge, of course!
Verse 1:
In the concrete jungle where the skyscrapers grow
A symphony of steel, glass, and stone
But beneath the surface, a tale untold
Of a city in need, of a plan to unfold
Chorus:
We're the urban planners, the architects of dreams
With a vision for a better city, or so it seems
We'll sculpt the cityscape, a work of art
And bring to life, a brand new start
Verse 2:
The city that never sleeps, pulsing with life
Yet shadows lurk, in the alleys at night
Where the weary roam, lost in their strife
And the buildings reach, blocking the light
Chorus:
We're the urban planners, the architects of dreams
With a vision for a better city, or so it seems
We'll sculpt the cityscape, a work of art
And bring to life, a brand new start
Bridge:
With a measured touch, and a mindful eye
We'll design the streets, that reach up to the sky
Where the future meets, the past and the now
And the city will thrive, from the downtown to the outskirts
Chorus:
We're the urban planners, the architects of dreams
With a vision for a better city, or so it seems
We'll sculpt the cityscape, a work of art
And bring to life, a brand new start
Outro:
So listen to the city, as it whispers in the night
The stories of its people, in the shadows, out of sight
And in the morning light, as the sun begins to rise
A new city awaits, with a brighter future in its eyes.
Also, "Tell me a dad joke about Robert Moses."
Why did Robert Moses cross the road? To build a bridge, of course!