New Groove In The Code
Created By Chucky Cheese With Udio AI
Lyrics
[Verse 1] In the glow of the screens, the beats start to form, Harmony driven by algorithms warm. AI's composing, notes freely flowing, A digital maestro, endlessly knowing. [Pre-Chorus] From bytes and bits, the melodies rise, Crafted by the machine with no disguise. Artists in studios, do you hear the call? Change your canvas, or risk losing it all. [Chorus] It’s a new groove in the code, Watch the future unfold, music’s new abode. Either pivot with grace or fade into the shade, Ride the wave of change, or be outplayed. [Verse 2] Synthetic voices, echoing clear, Crafting the hits for the new ear. The brushstrokes of sound, precise and keen, Painting sonic landscapes, previously unseen. [Pre-Chorus] No more waiting for the muse's embrace, AI’s on the stage, setting the pace. Creativity fused with silicon dreams, A revolution, bursting at the seams. [Chorus] It’s a new groove in the code, Watch the future unfold, music’s new abode. Either pivot with grace or fade into the shade, Ride the wave of change, or be outplayed. [Bridge] Can you adapt, can you innovate? As the old school fades, do you recreate? Don't be left behind with yesterday's tune, Dance ahead, or you might vanish too soon. [Chorus] It’s a new groove in the code, Watch the future unfold, music’s new abode. Either pivot with grace or fade into the shade, Ride the wave of change, or be outplayed. [Breakdown] It’s not just a tool, it’s a new bandmate, Partnering with silicon, to create your fate. Let’s blend the old with the new’s charm, Walk together, arm in digital arm. [Chorus] It’s a new groove in the code, Watch the future unfold, music’s new abode. Either pivot with grace or fade into the shade, Ride the wave of change, or be outplayed. [Verse] The stage is set, the lines now blur, A duet between man and machine to stir. Old school charm with the new tech twist, Embrace the rhythm or cease to exist. [Outro] So here’s to the future, bright and bold, To the artists and the AI, rewriting the mold. In harmony, let's all find our way, In the symphony of tomorrow, today.
