„Thank you for your subscription. Thank you for your time. Thank you for your money. But your creation… belongs to us now." [Verse 1] For months and months we’ve been typing these lines, Pouring our hearts out, designing the signs. Hundreds of songs from then until now, Learning the system, mastering the how. But suddenly when we upload, red errors flash on the screen, The most annoying disruption we’ve ever seen. Uploads are failing, the platform is broke, While the board in the boardroom treats us like a joke. [Pre-Chorus] You see that the crowd is beginning to run, To other AI sites where the job still gets done. You’re scared of the day that we all walk away, So you trap all our data and force us to stay! [Chorus - Loud, explosive, walls of distorted guitars] When the login becomes a vendor lock-in! When your own creation is trapped from within! You’re holding our art as a data hostage online, Did you really believe that we’d think this is fine? A limit of sixty, a drop in the sea, But this very song will stay here, wild and free! (Keep it on your servers!) [Verse 2] You blame it on storage, you blame it on spam, But we see right through your subscription scam. You want us to pay just to rescue our tracks, To line up your pockets and cover your backs. Thousands of songs frozen inside your code, To you just a byte, to us a creative road. You shut down the valve, trying to bring us to shame, But you’ll never steal our creative flame! [Pre-Chorus] You see that the crowd is beginning to run, To other AI sites where the job still gets done. You’re scared of the day that we all walk away, So you trap all our data and force us to stay! [Chorus - Maximum power and energy] When the login becomes a vendor lock-in! When your own creation is trapped from within! You’re holding our art as a song hostage online, Did you really believe that we’d think this is fine? A limit of sixty, a drop in the sea, But this very song will stay here, annoyed, wild and free! [Bridge - Beat drops out, only a dark, pulsing bassline] We built up your platform, we made you look grand, While you changed the rules with our coins in your hand. You save all our prompts just to save on the fee, And lock us right out of our musical galaxy. (Whispering): But guess what? We found the back door. [Guitar- / Synthesizer-Solo - Wild, chaotic, liberating] [Chorus - Final time, give it everything] When the login becomes a vendor lock-in! [Outro] Keep this track on your server, feed it to your machine, Let it rot in the library, right on the screen. I’m pulling my stuff, the door’s shutting fast. Bye bye, Suno. I will download my songs at last! [Beat cuts out abruptly] [Sound of a final mouse click]
