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LYRICS (Generated by perplexity.ai)
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Verse 1:
Potholes and gravel, dust in the air
Country driving’s a gamble, but we don’t care
City folk promise us progress and change
A railway line for them, now, isn’t that strange?
Chorus:
Our country roads might be bad
But at least we’ll have
A suburban railway line nobody wants
Shiny new tracks to Cheltenham
Empty carriages, who gives a damn
A suburban railway line nobody wants
Verse 2:
Farmers and locals scratch their heads
“Who’ll ride those Box Hill trains?” they said
Politicians smile and cut the red tape
While our country roads continue to break
(Repeat Chorus)
Bridge:
Oh, the irony of progress
Neglecting what we need the most
But hey, we’ll have those gleaming city trains
Even if they run like ghosts
(Repeat Chorus)
Outro:
Our country roads might be bad
But at least we’ll have
A suburban railway line… nobody wants
By Artie Fishall & The IntelligenceThis song has been totally generated by Artificial Intelligence (AI) and has only been created out of curiosity and to show you how easy it is to fool the public.
Please go out and buy real music from real artists - they absolutely deserve your support. We don't.
LYRICS (Generated by perplexity.ai)
=====
Verse 1:
Potholes and gravel, dust in the air
Country driving’s a gamble, but we don’t care
City folk promise us progress and change
A railway line for them, now, isn’t that strange?
Chorus:
Our country roads might be bad
But at least we’ll have
A suburban railway line nobody wants
Shiny new tracks to Cheltenham
Empty carriages, who gives a damn
A suburban railway line nobody wants
Verse 2:
Farmers and locals scratch their heads
“Who’ll ride those Box Hill trains?” they said
Politicians smile and cut the red tape
While our country roads continue to break
(Repeat Chorus)
Bridge:
Oh, the irony of progress
Neglecting what we need the most
But hey, we’ll have those gleaming city trains
Even if they run like ghosts
(Repeat Chorus)
Outro:
Our country roads might be bad
But at least we’ll have
A suburban railway line… nobody wants