A redo of my original song for better vocals.

Filthy Land
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
artifically enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

I ride the train with packed men
Who haven’t bathed in some sense
I hold my hand to my nose
After covering it with after-shave,
The dirty men make it necessary
Their stench makes it necessary
Their mannishness makes it necessary
To hold my nose.

I am above these sad souls,
I am rich, they are dirt poor,
I hold my cash in my pants,
After seeing these men as beneath me
These poor men make it necessary
Their clothes make it necessary,
Their beneath me makes it necessary,
To hold my cash

And thirteen stations later,
That pass by in a dim blur,
These zombies move without purpose
Into the dirty air,
As rats play in the door
And women move their bellies,
But not their brains,
And children poop in the streets,
And no one cares.
Not there in Filthy Land,
Not there in Filthy Land.

And I find resolution,
But not absolution,
A dissolution if you will,
To breathe once more,
But the air is dirty.

In Filthy Land

I’m a song-writer who enjoys creating music of any genre.

My son recently introduced me to A.I. and taught me how to do covers of my previously released non-A.I. music. Since I've never considered myself a performer (except playing with worship bands at church or solo-piano at a rehab center) using A.I. is right up my alley.

Since I've  exhausted using my previously released music for A.I. covers, I now compose music in a DAW, rip to a wave file, and make an A.I. cover of this wave file. I then write lyrics to the A.I. music. It takes around 100 A.I. iterations to complete the lyrics and get a style I'm happy with.  

Brief Bio: Lived more than a quarter of my life overseas (Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Turkiye, Italy, Japan, South Korea, and Taiwan). Each country gave me an appreciation for different types of music plus probably why I get bored easily in sticking with one genre or another.