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Baby Teeth and Bullets Meets AI Music Generator

What to do with a shoe box full of lyrics, looking for a place to live?

I’ve always wanted to set some of my work to music, but because I have no musical skills, nothing ever came of it.

I’ve been seeing a lot of AI-generated content on social media lately, so this morning I created an account on Suno.com, picked a genre, pasted a poem I wrote years ago (Baby Teeth and Bullets), and clicked Generate.

I wasn’t sure what to expect as I watched the progress wheel on the Suno website spin round and round.

In about 1 minute, Suno set my poem to music in accordance with a genre and other characteristics I selected.

I was amazed at how quickly Suno created the song and, even though I feel a little conflicted (guilty?) about using AI to create art, I was giddy at the result.

Checkout Baby Teeth and Bullets the song and let me know what you think about it and about the ethics of using AI to generate art.

Baby Teeth and Bullets – Musical Version.

Lame Skipper

Read to the tune of “Day Tripper” by the Beatles.

He’s good at treason
And turning it all inside out
He’s good at treason
And taking the easy way out, now

He is a lame skipper
A tariff-driven fool
It took us soooo long to find out
What he’s about

He’s a big teaser
“Let’s make America great”
He’s a truth squeezer
Gets us to tap into hate, now

He is a lame skipper
Putin’s puppet, yeah
It took us soooo long to find out
What he’s about

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Tried to please him
But he only gave us demands
Tried to please him
By always obeying commands, now

He is a lame skipper
A tariff-driven fool
It took us soooo long to find out
What he’s about

Lame skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper, yeah
Lame Skipper

Donny the Goon

Read loosely to the tune of “Rocky Racoon” by the Beatles

On a staircase of gold
braggadocious and bold
Is where all this nonsense
got started


Make America Great
tapped into our hate
and our union
became the departed

Donny the Goon, was grabbing some poon
(one day he would find he was libel)


Donny had come equipped with a tongue
giving new names to his rivals


His rivals would cringe
at the lunatic fringe
That made up a 3rd of the nation
The country was ill
and so lacking in skill
that they leaned
into hate escalation

When Don and his team
were picking up steam
A virus caused a big slowdown
Donny came in
a grift in a grin
He said, “COVID’s ain’t shit
it’s a hoedown”

The nation got smart
decided to part
And Donny went back to Mar Lago

When Donny got beat
he took to the street
and congress
collapsed in the corner
Since Donny’s come back
he’s been on the attack
Blaming our woes
on the foreigner

With tariffs and threats
to Greenland and vets
America’s dead
and we mourn her

When Donny the Goon
an orange buffoon
sits at the helm of a nation
The nation will rot
at the end of a knot
That’s a lot worse
than inflation
Yeah, yeah

Russian to Ride

Sing to the tune of “Ticket to Ride” by The Beatles

I think we’re gonna be had
I think it’s today, yeah
The guy that’s driving us mad
Ain’t going away

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
So, he don’t care

He said that tariffs will be
they’re bringing us down, yeah
And we will never be free
when he is around

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
so, he don’t care

We used to be a nation of laws
The constitution
used to be alright by me
But now we got this guy and his flaws
He wants us living
under an autocracy

I think we’re gonna be had
I think it’s today, yeah
The guy that’s driving us mad
Ain’t going away

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
so, he don’t care

We used to be a nation of laws
The constitution
used to do alright by me
But now we got this guy and his flaws
He wants us living
under an autocracy

This was the land of the free
’till he came around, yeah
And all the hypocrisy
it’s bringing me down, yeah

He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
He’s got a Russian to ride
so, he don’t care

That Donny don’t care
That Donny don’t care
That Donny don’t care
That Daddy don’t care
That Donny don’t care

Donny Paints the Sky in Sorrow

Sing to the tune of “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” by the Beatles

Picture a man with some bloat on his liver
with raked yellow hair and marmalade thighs
He steps to the mic and opens his pie-hole
this man with blue pinholes for eyes

White MAGA letters on foreheads and tees
Flow in a sea of blood red
Look for the hope and the sun in the sky
And it’s gone

Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow, ahh

Follow him down to a fridge in the basement
Where sweet chocolate sundaes are in full supply
Everyone screams as he gets in the shower
With swastika shampoo and pie

Bullet-proof limos appear on the shore
Waiting to take him away
Climbs in the back and he waves at the crowds
And he’s gone

Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow, ahh

For the Benefit of Vladimir

Sing to the tune of Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite by the Beatles

For the benefit of Vladimir
A sourpuss that’s insincere, a criminal
JD and Trump will kiss his ass to lend support for his morass
is seminal.
Soldier men and forces, bombs and bosses,
Jumping through a hog’s head of real fire.
with a sneer Vladimir will challenge the world!

Inebriated Vladimir
lays down a beat on Saturday, at Ukraine’s gate.
A Russian Bear will dance and sing
As Rubio bows to a King, a coward’s fate
Mess’rs P. and T. assure the public
their protection will be lesser than none.
and of course, NATO the Horse, dances alone

The bombs begin at ten to six
When Vladimir performs his tricks without a sound
And Mister T. will demonstrate
There’re things he can’t resuscitate from underground
Having stuck the knife with devastation
A bloody time is guaranteed for all
And tonight, Vladimer is having a ball

He Saw Vlad Standing There

Sing to the tune of “I Saw Her Standing There” by the Beatles

Well, he is just cruel and mean

in his fake orange sheen

his dictatorship has put us in despair

He demonizes the other, oohh

in his fake-ass golden hair

Deporter in Chief

Felonious thief

a piggish fool, with greed beyond compare

He loves Vlady P like no other, oooh

From his cozy White House lair

Collective hearts go boom with a sense of doom

Autocracy is brewiiing!

People snatched from the street

Every word dipped in deceit

And the courts are trying hard to rein him in

Don will not dance with another

Oh, since he saw Vlad standing there

Collective hearts go boom with a sense of doom

401Ks are crashiiing!

Free speech gets denied

and the US courts defied

while oligarchs get rich beyond compare

Don will not dance with another,

Oh, since he saw Vlad standing there

Hey Nikki!

Read to the tune of Hey Mickey

Oh, Nikki you’re so fine

Stick it to the orange swine

Go Nikki!

Go Nikki!

Oh Nikki, you’re OK

your tan is real, it’s not a spray

Go Nikki!

Go Nikki!

Oh, Nikki

You’re our girl

You don’t make us want to hurl

Go Nikki!

Go Nikki!

Hey Nikki –

He wears a MAGA hat

and always likes to brag

Melania took off

So instead, he humps the flag

He’s flabby and he’s soft

He really makes me gag, Nikki

You seem to know your shit,

debating all those men

Saw one-by-one they fell

and then they fell again

And when compared to him

You score a perfect ten, Nikki

Oh Nikki, he’s so shitty, we all understand

He’ll grab you by crotch with his tiny orange hand

 Oh Nikki, he’s so shitty, we all know his game

Its guys like him Nikki

and what they do,

what they do Nikki

They Kill Democracy

Hey Nikki –

He loves that Kim Jong Un and his Putin Pal

He can’t be gone too soon

Cuz he’s killing our morale

Please send him to the moon

And then you’ll be our gal, Nikki

He screamed to stop the steal

And wanted to kill Pence

He makes our blood congeal

Behind his border fence

He wants us all to kneel

You are the best defense, Nikki

Oh Nikki, he’s so shitty,

we all understand

He’ll grab you by crotch

with his tiny orange hand

 Oh Nikki, he’s so shitty,

we all know his game

Its guys like him Nikki

And what they do

 what they do Nikki

They kill democracy

Oh, Nikki you’re so fine

Stick it to the orange swine

Go Nikki!

Go Nikki!

Oh Nikki, you’re OK

your tan is real, it’s not a spray

Go Nikki!

Go Nikki!

Oh, Nikki

You’re our girl

You don’t make us want to hurl

Go Nikki!

Go Nikki!

Oh Nikki, he’s so shitty,

we all understand

He’ll grab you by crotch

with his tiny orange hand

 Oh Nikki, he’s so shitty,

we all know his game

Its guys like him Nikki

And what they do

 what they do Nikki

They kill democracy