From The Desks of Messrs. Dwight Schrute,
Lennon et. al,
Michael Scott &
Harry Styles

I made
< a bunch of things >,
and another
< those bunch of things >
write other < things >

This is a stupid site.

This website takes all of Harry's and Beatles' songs and all of Michael and Dwight's lines and tries to write lyrics all on its own. More often than not, they are crap. Features:

  • āœ“ Completely automated.
  • āœ“ That means I have no control.
  • āœ“ Inshallah its not complete nonsense.

Its not much, but its honest work.

šŸŽµ...those are the groin of the times, stop crying...šŸŽµ or

šŸŽµ...Okay, can youā€”sl-slouch him into the light. So bright sometimes. I'm selfish, I know. but I carry this feeling when you broke up with a pay raise...šŸŽµ or

šŸŽµ...i'm just thinking out loud. i don't ever tell you what an honor to have some kinda bladder infection....šŸŽµ

Built because I was bored.
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