War of the worlds - done as prog rock (ELP Vs Yes) - created using Udio

Lyrics
[verse]
No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century, that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of space
[verse]
No one could have dreamed we were being scrutinized, as someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water.
[chorius][piano][hammond organ][guitar]
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one – but still they come!"
[interlude]
[verse repeated][hammond organ]
Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes,
[interlude]
[verse] [sung]
slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us.

[chorus]
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one – but still they come!"
[organ solo]
[verse] [male sing]
Then came the night the first missile approached Earth.
It was thought to be an ordinary falling star, but next day there was a huge crater in the middle of the Common
[giant musical interlude]
[bridge]
a million to one – but still they come!
[interlude]
[verse] [high energy]
Ogilvy came to examine what lay there: a cylinder, thirty yards across, glowing hot,
and with faint sounds of movement coming from within.
[break][verse]
Ogilvy came to examine what lay there: a cylinder, thirty yards across, glowing hot,
and with faint sounds of movement coming from within.
[chorus]
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one – but still they come!"
[verse]
Next morning, a crowd gathered on the Common, hypnotized by the unscrewing of the cylinder

[verse]
A huge, rounded bulk, larger than a bear, rose up, slowly, glistening like wet leather.
[guitar]
[verse]
Its lipless mouth quivered and slavered, and snake-like tentacles writhed as the clumsy body heaved and pulsated.
[organ]
[chorus]
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one – but still they come!"
[guitar]
[hammond]
[organ]
[dramatic drums]
"still they come!"
[guitar]
still they come
[organ]
still they come
[guitar organ drums]
[choir]
still. they. come
[outro] [fade out]
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said.
[guitar]