Erster Tag

 
"Da dies Dein erster Tag hier ist,
möchte ich Dir ein paar Dinge erklären."

Prompt:
"Songtext for a psychedelic Dub Reggae, titeled "since this is your first day around here, let me explain a few things". The lyrics should be for adults, surreal, funny."

ChatGPT:

oooh… step lightly now…
the floor remembers you before you arrive…


since this is your first day around here
let me explain a few things, my dear
the clocks don’t tick, they hesitate
they argue softly with your fate

the ceiling breathes in lavender sighs
there’s paperwork behind your eyes
you sign your name, it signs you back
then files your soul in a cereal pack


around here… here… here…
logic disappear… appear…
take a seat, don’t ask why…
chairs dissolve if you comply…


the coffee talks, it knows your past
says, “nothing real is built to last”
the spoon’s a critic, cold and smug
keeps grading how you stir your mug

your shadow left at half past three
it took a job, it’s doing “me”
you’ll get reports but don’t complain
they’ll contradict themselves again


breathe in sideways, count to none
you’ve already lost, you’ve already won
doors lead out, but mostly in
welcome to the echo within the skin


there’s a man who sells unfinished thoughts
two for one if you tie them in knots
he winks in fractions, speaks in glue
says, “truth’s just something people outgrew”

the pavement hums a lullaby
about a place where questions die
but if you listen carefully
it’s just repeating “possibly…”


around here… here… here…
nothing stays sincere…
since this is your first day… day…
you’ll forget it anyway…

so take these rules, then let them go…
they won’t survive the undertow…
since this is your first… your first…
you’re not the strangest… just the worst…

Pic: ChatGPT
Song: Suno