Now you too can make songs that sound just like they were authored by Delores O'Riordan! The song on the right is an original masterpiece.
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How in the world does this help me channel my inner Cranberries so well? Through Markov chains!
The Python source code for this is available on GitHub.
And you went on laughing and telling everyone lies.
In the grave, in the day, everything's complex, There's nothing at all, there's nothing at all, there's nothing at all, There's nothing at all.
Too many misunderstandings Causing such delay And if you want to leave you, Even though I have to.
'bout the way I feel I'm sinking, sinking without you.
I'll be forsakin' thee.
I could, but it left me so sore.
Your nose, (your nose, your nose).
Still can't recognize the way that things went, And you'll be happy and I'll be forsakin' thee.
He should have never cared, And the man who took his life declared, He said I just shot John Lennon.
Clean their heads.
Had they the courage equal to desire.
Or that she filled my days with misery, Or that she would of late have taught To ignorant men most violent Ways or hurled the little streets upon the great.
I see the future?
Why should I blame her, Had they but courage equal to desire.
I decided to leave, Walked out through the door.
We'd be better off apart Oh, if this is the way I feel I'm sinking, sinking without you.