XTC ~ GENERALS AND MAJORS ~ 1980 ~ ALBUM BLACK SEA
Generals and Majors ah ah
they're never too far
from battlefields so glorious
out in a world of their own
They'll never come down
till once again victorious
Generals and Majors always
seem so unhappy 'less they got a war
Generals and Majors ah ah
like never before are tired of being actionless.
Calling
Generals and Majors everywhere
Calling
your World War III is drawing near
Generals and Majors ah ah
They're never too far
away from men who made the grade
out in a world of their own
They'll never come down
until the battle's lost or made
Generals and Majors ah ah
like never before, are tired of being in the shade.
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ROLLERBALL ~ 1975
Prompt: Create a premium vertical theatrical poster for a fictional 1970s dystopian roller-sport film: a fierce orange-jerseyed No. 6 athlete charges toward the camera on quad skates, thrusting a steel ball forward while rival skaters and a brutal armored motorcycle race behind him. Set inside a vast dark arena with packed crowds, reflective wet flooring, sparks, smoke, white stadium beams, amber firelight, and deep steel-blue shadows. Use hyper-detailed cinematic realism, scratched helmets, leather armor, chrome textures, dramatic low-angle action, and retro-futurist metallic typography: “ROLLERBALL” at top, “1975” beneath, and “THE GAME HAS NO RULES.” at the bottom.
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ROB ZOMBIE ~ SUPERBEAST ~ 1998, ALBUM HELLBELLY DELUXE
Shriek the lips across ragged tongue
Convulsing together, sing violently
Move the jaw, cry aloud
Bound up the dead triumphantly
The ragged they come and the ragged they kill
You pray so hard on bloody knees
The ragged they come and the ragged they kill
Down in the cool air I can see
Hey, yeah, I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, yeah, I'm your superbeast
Hey, yeah, I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, yeah, I'm your superbeast
Stir the limbs across the wrist
Full possession of a memory
Bury me as a dog
Oh, icy hands surrounding me
The ragged they come and the ragged they kill
You pray so hard on bloody knees
The ragged they come and the ragged they kill
Down in the cool air I can see
Hey, yeah, I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, yeah, I'm your superbeast
Hey, yeah, I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, yeah, I'm your superbeast
Shriek the lips across ragged tongue
Convulsing two together, sing violently
Move the jaw, cry aloud
Bound up the dead triumphantly
The ragged they come and the ragged they kill
You pray so hard on bloody knees
The ragged they come and the ragged they kill
Down in the cool air I can see
Hey, yeah, I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, yeah, I'm your superbeast
Hey, yeah, I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, yeah, I'm your superbeast
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreatios, #robzombie
DEAD KENNEDYS ~ TERMINAL PREPPIE ~ 1982, ALBUM PLASTIC SURGERY DISASTERS
I go to college
That makes me so cool
I live in a dorm
And show off by the pool
I join the right clubs
Just to build an impression
I block out thinking
It won't get me ahead
My ambition in life
Is to look good on paper
All I want is a slot
In some big corporation
John Belushi's my hero
I lampoon and I ape him
My news of the world
Comes from Sports Illustrated
I'm proud of my trophies
Like my empty beer cans
Stacked in rows up the wall
To impress all my friends
No, I'm not here to learn
I just want to get drunk
And major in business
And be taught how to fuck
Win! Win!
I always play to win
Wanna fit in like a cog
In the faceless machine
I'm a terminal terminal terminal preppie
terminal terminal terminal preppie
terminal terminal terminal terminal
terminal terminal terminal terminal
I want a wife with tits
Who just smiles all the time
In my centerfold world
Filled with Springsteen and wine
Some day I'll have power
Some day I'll have boats
A tract in some suburb
With Thanksgivings to host
I'm a terminal terminal terminal preppie
terminal terminal terminal preppie
terminal terminal terminal preppie
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreatios, #deadkennedys
JOAN JETT ~ BAD REPUTATION ~ 1980, ALBUM BAD REPUTATION
I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
You're living in the past, it's a new generation
A girl can do what she wants to do and that's what I'm gonna do
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation
Oh no, not me
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
Never said I wanted to improve my station
An' I'm only doin' good when I'm havin' fun
An' I don't have to please no one
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation
Oh no, not me, oh no, not me
I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
I've never been afraid of any deviation
An' I don't really care if you think I'm strange
I ain't gonna change
An' I'm never gonna care 'bout my bad reputation
Oh no, not me, oh no, not me
Pedal, boys!
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
The world's in trouble, there's no communication
An' everyone can say what they wanna to say
It never gets better, anyway
So why should I care about a bad reputation anyway?
Oh no, not me, oh no, not me
I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation
You're living in the past, it's a new generation
An' I only feel good when I got no pain
An' that's how I'm gonna stay
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation
Oh no, not me, oh no, not me
Not me, not me
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreatios, #joanjett
JUDAS PRIEST ~ METAL GODS ~ 1980, ALBUM BRITISH STEEL
We've taken too much for granted
And all the time it had grown
From techno seeds we first planted
Evolved a mind of its own
Marching in the streets
Dragging iron feet
Laser beaming hearts
Ripping men apart
From off I've seen my perfection
Where we could do as we please
In secrecy this infection
Was spreading like a disease
Hiding underground
Knowing we'd be found
Fearing for our lives
Reaped by robot's scythes
Metal Gods
Metal Gods
Metal Gods
Metal Gods
Machines are taking all over
With mankind in their command
In time they'd like to discover
How they can make their demand
Better be the slaves
To their wicked ways
But meeting with our death
Engulfed in molten breath
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #judaspriest
DAVID BOWIE ~ ZIGGY STARDUST ~ 1972, ALBUM THE RISE AND FALL OF ZIGGY STARDUST AND THE SPIDERS FROM MARS
Now Ziggy played guitar
Jamming good with Weird and Gilly
And The Spiders from Mars
He played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special man
Then we were Ziggy's Band
Ziggy really sang
Screwed-up eyes and screwed-down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan
He could lick 'em by smiling
He could leave 'em to hang
He came on so loaded, man,
Well-hung, snow-white tan
So where were the spiders
While the fly tried to break our balls?
Just the beer light to guide us
So we bitched about his fans
And should we crush his sweet hands?
Oh yeah
Ziggy played for time
Jiving us that we were Voodoo
The kids was just crass
He was the naz
With God-given ass
He took it all too far
But boy, could he play guitar
Making love with his ego
Ziggy sucked up into his mind (ah)
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed a man
I had to break up the band
Ziggy played guitar
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #davidbowie
KANSAS ~ CARRY ON WAYWARD SON ~ 1976, ALBUM LEFTOVERTURE
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Ah
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man
Well, it surely means that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about, I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more no!
Carry on
You will always remember
Carry on
Nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry
Don't you cry no more
No more!
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #kansas, #supernatural,
IGGY POP ~ COLD METAL ~ 1988, ALBUM INSTINCT
Uh
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered my fate
While they built the interstate
I'm a product of America
From the morgue to the prisons
Cold metal, when I start my band
Cold metal, in my garbage can
Cold metal, gets in my blood
And my attitude
Yeah, a huh
Threw my hide in an automobile
Heard a song called "Drive the wheel"
Truckers, trailers, tractors caught me workin'
This is the song of my heritage
From the bad to the Buddha
Cold metal, that's what it be
Cold metal, from sea to sea
Cold metal, it's how we win
And also how we sin
How we sin, how we sin, how we sin, how we sin
Cold metal, in the afternoon
Sounds lovely like a Hendrix tune
Cold metal, it's the father of beat
The mother of the street
Cold metal, it rolls on by
Cold metal, gonna raise it high
Cold metal, it'll even fly
Rust buckets in the sky
Cold metal, got to be
Skeleton of the free
Cold metal, it's gotta be
Better save a tree
Save a tree, save a tree, save a tree, save a tree
Yeah
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #iggypop
ACDC ~ BAD BOY BOOGIE ~ 1977, ALBUM LET THERE BE ROCK
On the day I was born, the rain fell down
There was trouble brewin' in my home town
It was the seventh day, I was the seventh son
And it scared the hell out of everyone
They said, "stop"
I said, "go"
They said, "fast"
I said, "slow"
They said, "yes"
I said, "no"
I do the bad boy boogie
Being a bad boy ain't that bad
I had me more dirty women than most men ever had
All you women, come along with me
And I'll show how good a bad boy can be
I said, "right"
And they said, "left"
I said, "east"
And they said, "west"
I said, "up"
And they said, "down"
I do the bad boy boogie
All over town
I wouldn't tell you no story
Tell you no lie
I was born to love 'till the day I die
I just line 'em up
And I knock them down
And they all came a running when the word got around
(Just keep runnin')
(Bad boy boogie) I said, "up"
They said, "down"
(Bad boy boogie) They said, "straight"
I said, "round"
(Bad boy boogie) They said, "lost"
I said, "found"
(Bad boy boogie) I said, "free"
They said, "bound"
Bad boy boogie
Do the bad boy boogie
Bad boy boogie
Bad boy boogie
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #acdc
FLEETWOOD MAC ~ THE GREEN MANALISHI ~ 1970 AS A SINGLE
Now, when the day goes to sleep
And the full moon looks
The night is so black that the darkness cooks
Don't you come creepin' around
Makin' me do things I don't wanna do
Can't believe that you need my love so bad
Come sneakin' around tryin' to drive me mad
Bustin' in on my dreams
Makin' me see things I don't wanna see
'Cause you're da Green Manalishi
With the two prong crown
All my tryin' is up all your bringin' is down
Just takin' my love then slippin' away
Leavin' me here just tryin' to keep from followin' you
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #fleetwoodmac
FROM CREATURE
Prompt: Create an ultra-realistic cinematic horror poster of a terrifying adult female creature lunging directly toward the viewer at night. She has long messy black hair, pale cracked skin, sunken shadowed eyes, and an unnaturally wide sinister grin filled with multiple rows of sharp, irregular teeth. Her expression is intensely predatory and disturbing. One hand is thrust dramatically toward the camera in extreme foreshortening, fingers spread wide, while her other arm hangs behind her.
Dress her in a dark, old-fashioned Victorian-style dress with a dirty cream lace collar and worn fabric. Place her on a wet, deserted residential street at night, surrounded by deep shadows, faint houses, wooden railings, mist, and a bright distant streetlight reflecting across the rain-soaked pavement. Use a low, close wide-angle perspective, shallow depth of field, dramatic moonlit rim lighting, cold desaturated blue-grey tones, deep blacks, realistic wet textures, subtle atmospheric fog, cinematic contrast, photorealistic skin and hair, unsettling psychological-horror atmosphere, premium horror-film poster quality, vertical composition.
At the bottom center, add very small understated white text: “Poster Created by”, with “CRIPPLED CHICKEN CREATIONS” slightly larger beneath it.
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #from
WHITE ZOMBIE ~ MORE HUMAN THAN HUMAN ~ 1995, ALBUM ASTRO-CREEP: 2000
Yeah, I am the astro creep
A demolition style
Hell american freak, yeah
I am the crawling dead
A phantom in a box
Shadow in your head say
Acid, suicide freedom of the blast
Read the fucker lies, yeah
Scratch off the broken skin
Tear into my heart make
Me do it again yeah
Yeah
More Human Than Human
Yeah, I am the jigsaw man
I turn the world around
With a skeleton hand say
I am electric head
A cannibal core
A television said, yeah
Do not victimize
Read the motherfucker
Psychoholic lies, yeah
Into a psychic war
I tear my soul apart and I
Eat it some more, yeah
Yeah
More Human Than Human
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #whitezombie, #robzombie
ACDC ~ T.N.T. ~ 1975, ALBUM HIGH VOLTAGE
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!
Oi! Oi! Oi!
See me ride out of the sunset
On your color TV screen
Out for all that I can get
If you know what I mean
Women to the left of me
And women to the right
Ain't got no gun
Ain't got no knife
Don't you start no fight
'Cause I'm T.N.T., I'm dynamite
T.N.T., and I'll win the fight
T.N.T., I'm a power load
T.N.T., watch me explode
I'm dirty, mean, I'm mighty unclean
I'm a wanted man
Public enemy number one
Understand?
So lock up your daughter
Lock up your wife
Lock up your back door
Run for your life
The man is back in town
So don't you mess me 'round
'Cause I'm T.N.T., I'm dynamite
T.N.T., and I'll win the fight
T.N.T., I'm a power load
T.N.T., watch me explode
T.N.T
Oi! Oi! Oi!
T.N.T
Oi! Oi! Oi!
T.N.T
Oi! Oi! Oi!
T.N.T
Oi! Oi! Oi!
T.N.T
Oi! Oi! Oi!
I'm dynamite
T.N.T
Oi! Oi! Oi!
And I'll win the fight
T.N.T
Oi! Oi! Oi!
I'm a power load
T.N.T., watch me explode
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #acdc
METALLICA ~ THE CURE ~ 1996, ALBUM LOAD
The man takes another bullet
He keeps them all within
He must seek no matter how it hurts
So don’t fool again
He thinks the answer’s cold and in his hand
He takes his medicine
The man takes another bullet
He’s been fooled again
Uncross your arms
Take and throw them to the cure, say,
“I do believe”
Uncross your arms now
Take them to it, say
“I do believe”
“I do believe”
The lies tempt her and she follows
Again she lets him in
She must believe to fill the hollow
She’s been fooled again
Uncross your arms
Take and throw them to the cure, say
“I do believe”
Uncross your arms now
Take them to it, say,
“I do believe”
“Yeah, I do believe”
Betting on the cure
It must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Everyone’s got to have the sickness
‘Cause everyone seems to need the cure
Precious cure
Betting on the cure
‘Cause it must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Everyone’s got to have the sickness
‘Cause everyone seems to need the cure
Precious cure
“I do believe”
Betting on the cure
It must get better than this
Need to feel secure
It’s got to get better than this
It must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Everyone’s got to have the sickness
‘Cause everyone seems to need the cure
“I do believe”
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #metallica
DAVID BOWIE ~ CHANT OF THE EVER CIRCLING SKELETAL FAMILY ~ 1974, ALBUM DIAMOND DOGS
Brother
Ooh-ooh
Shake it up, shake it up
Move it up, move it up
Brother
Ooh-ooh
Shake it up, shake it up
Move it up, move it up
Brother
Ooh-ooh
Shake it up, shake it up
Move it up, move it up
Brother
Ooh-ooh
Shake it up, shake it up
Move it up, move it up
Brother
Ooh-ooh
Shake it up, shake it up
Move it up, move it up
Brother
Ooh-ooh
Shake it up, shake it up
Move it up, move it up
Bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro
Bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro
Bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro
Bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro
Bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro
Bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro
Bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro bro
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #davidbowie
TROOPER ~ GENERAL HAND GRENADE ~ 1975, ALBUM TROOPER
Good old General Hand Grenade
Ridin' in a motorcade
Sippin' on a lemonade
And waving at his fans
Isabella Band Aid
Wavin' at the Shrine parade
Eatin' toast and marmalade
And getting sticky hands
Good old General Hand Grenade
Ridin' in a motorcade
Lookin' for the cavalcade
To take him off to war
Isabella Band Aid
Suckin' on a Gatorade
Lookin' at the mess he made
And wonderin' what it's for
People gettin' high
People gettin' low
People gettin' nowhere
'Cause they don't know where to go
Good old General Hand Grenade
Ridin' in a motorcade
Lookin' for the cavalcade
To take him off to war
Isabella Band Aid
Suckin' on a Gatorade
Lookin' at the mess they made
And wonderin' what it's for
People gettin' high...
#art, #aiart, #graphicdesign, #graphic, #crippledchickencreations, #music, #trooper