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Now that I've recorded it, I think it should have had a much faster tempo. Next time.

Some joker, called Mister Dayna, got high on new year’s eve He posted online that NASA was messing with gravity (oh no!) And on August the 12th, in the year of our lord 2026 For seven long seconds we’ll all shed a ton of bricks

Project Anchor! What a pranker! Project Anchor! Seriously? How can people believe?

He said 50 or 60 million poor suckers will die Like the chicken who said we’d be killed by a falling sky Dear conspiracy theorists, is this just a game? If you really believe this, you must have a bird brain

Project anchor! You can’t turn off gravity Project anchor! Seriously? How gullible can people be?

Well, the history books tell of civilizations that worshipped the sun To bring harvest and happiness, keeping us healthy and strong We tell stories to try to make sense of the world all around us (this world is confusing!) But this nonsense will soon have the AI starting to mock us

On August the 12th there’s a solar eclipse (cool!) And someone somewhere will enjoy fish and chips (I like fish and chips) A screenwriter surely will finish a script (Woo!) But I’m tell you now I can safely predict There won’t be an end to gravity (are you sure?) It’s a poppycock catastrophe (I mean, how do you know?) It’s a made-you-look malarky (but I read it online) It’s just balderdash baloney

But what if we all make a plan to jump at the same time as high as we can? (Yeah, no, that wouldn't do anything, but I mean, go ahead and try)

Project anchor! Tweedle-dum, tweedle-dee Project anchor! How foolish can people be?