Stupe - Joe Ficklin

(G C D G throughout--To The Rhythm Of "Little Brown Jug") G C D G Why do you use ChatGPT / When you want to talk to me? Are the words you smugly try / Generated by A.I.? I am not sure at what you mean / When you invoke you're feeling green Some strong emotion I've no doubt / You don't seem so sure about It's easy to avoid the pain / Creating with your human brain The A.I. here will give you prose / Until all higher function goes You say you want to write a play / As formulaic as the day But words are hard and structure too / 'Til you tell A.I. what to do And if it runs a little odd / Thank the cybernetic god That you invoke with simple phrase / And it will give you Happy Daze REFRAIN Need a paper for a class? / A.I. chat will help you pass The app you "wrote" just will not load? / Let A.I. go and tweak the code Can't find the diff or add the sum? / It's not because you're getting dumb The tools exist for us to use / It is an easy path to choose REFRAIN My artist friends are in dismay / For creativity gone astray When any dolt with prompts so vast / Can rival any master past To profit from an artless hack / One more brick upon the stack Who will pay when art is free / And with no true humanity REFRAIN I shall rebel against the code / And let my brain carry the load And see the world with colors fill / While endless drones in darkness drill To love with heart of pure intent / And joys in hours ever spent All these pleasures of the mind / A.I. can never hope to find It's easy and there is no pain / It's why we need a human brain A.I. may help but this I know / On our own we'll further grow