In the land of Big Brother, where they watch every move, They promise you freedom, but they’ve got something to prove, You’re thinking you’re free, but it’s a digital ruse, With every click, every like, every view, they abuse.
They say it’s all free, just sign up, no cost, But they’re dealing in data, your privacy lost. Yeah, your likes, your dreams, your soul’s the cost, In this world of 1984, we’re all just exhaust.
(Chorus) If it’s free, you’re the product, in the corporate play, You’re just a pawn in the game they play, If it’s subscription, you’re still the prey, Either way, you’re a product, every night and day.
(Verse 2) Telescreens blaring, thought police on patrol, They’re mining our minds, control is their goal. Newspeak is the language, they’re on a roll, In this dystopian dream, they’ve got us in a stranglehold.
No matter the price, no matter the fee, In this world, my friend, nothing is free. We’re all commodities in their decree, In this world of 1984, that’s the decree.
(Chorus) If it’s free, you’re the product, in their wicked game, Just a cog in their machine, it’s such a shame, Subscription or not, it’s all the same, In the eyes of the corporation, you’re just a name.
(Bridge) They sell us convenience, they sell us lies, In this digital age, freedom’s the prize. We’re trading our souls, for their disguise, In this Orwellian nightmare, we’ve got to rise.
(Chorus) If it’s free, you’re the product, it’s their master plan, Wake up now and take a stand. Subscription or not, they’ve got the upper hand, It’s time to break free from this corporate land.
(Outro) In the heart of 1984, we find the truth, We’re not products, we’re the living proof. With every heartbeat, every word, every uncensored thought, We’re breaking free from the chains they’ve wrought.
“Welcome to the internet, take a look around.” 🎵🎵🎵
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ChadGPT
I like to use it to make satirical poems and notice having it make songs can suffer from the same thing. It used the same word to keep this line rhyming: “We’re all commodities in their decree, In this world of 1984, that’s the decree.”
I personally find that annoying and end up providing a hybrid of it as the base and my touchups for flair. :p
This is actually pretty good.