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conversations.value: Write me a song called Beach Chair with the following description: “Beach Chair” is the final song of Jay-Z’s 2006 post-retirement album Kingdom Come.
  Jay spoke on the beginnings of the track in Decoded:
  I was on vacation when I started writing “Beach Chair”. This was after my semi-retirement and I was really trying to sit back for the first time and get off the grind for a minute. I wanted to write a song that matched my mood, a song about the good life. But almost immediately, the song went left. It begins with the line “Life is but a dream to me” but turns into a meditation on ambition and the laws of the universe, on questions I can still only ask but not fully answer. It’s a song I regard as one of the hidden jewels in my catalog. Some people love the song, but others find it confusing and out of character. I tried to get deep inside the conflicted mind of the hustler.
  Coldplay’s Chris Martin sings the chorus to this song. This song was referenced in Kanye West’s “Big Brother”
  The often repeated line “Life is But a Dream” would also become the title of Beyoncé’s auto-documentary released on HBO in 2013. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1; Jay-Z & 
  Beyonce
  ]
  Geah, yeah
  Life is but a dream to me, I don't wanna wake up
  Thirty odd years without having my cake up
  So I'm about my paper 24/7, 365, 366 in a leap year
  I don't know why we here
  Since we gotta be here life is but a beach ch-ch-ch-chair
  Went from having shabby clothes, crossing over Abbey Road
  Hear my angels singing to me (
  Are you happy, Hov?
  )
  I just hope I'm hearing right; karma's got me fearing life
  Colleek, are you praying for me?
  See I got demons in my past, so I got daughters on the way
  If the prophecy's correct, then the child should have to pay
  For the sins of a father, so I barter my tomorrows
  Against my yesterdays 
  in hopes that she'll be okay
  And when I'm no longer here to shade her face from the glare
  I'll give her my share of Carol's Daughter
   and a new beach chair
  [Chorus: Chris Martin]
  I hear my angels sing...
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna wake up, wake up
  (I hear my angels sing)
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna leave
  (I hear my angels sing)
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna wake up, wake up
  (I hear my angels sing)
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna leave [Verse 2: Jay-Z]
  Life is but a dream to me
  Gun shots sing to these other guys
  But lullabies don't mean a thing to me
  I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of not trying
  Every day, hit every wave like I'm Hawaiian
  I don't surf the net, no, I never been on MySpace
  Too busy letting my voice vibrate
  Carving out my space in this world of fly girls
  Cut-throats and diamond-cut ropes I twirls
  Benzes 'round corners where the sun don't shine
  I let the wheels give a glimpse of hope of one's grind
  Son said: "Hov, how you get so fly?"
  I said: "From not being afraid to fall out the sky"
  My physical's a shell, so when I say farewell
  My soul will find a even higher plane to dwell
  So fly, you shall, so have no fear
  Just know that life is but a beach chair
  [Chorus: Chris Martin & 
  Jay-Z
  ]
  I hear my angels sing...
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna wake up, wake up
  (I hear my angels sing)
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna leave
  Life is but a dream
  (I hear my angels sing)
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna wake up, wake up
  (I hear my angels sing)
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna leave
  Life is but a dream [Verse 3: Jay-Z]
  Life is but a dream
  Can't mimic my life, I'm the thinnest cut slice
  Intercut, the winner's cup
  With winters rough enough to interrupt life
  That's why I'm both saint and sinner, nice
  This is Jay everyday, no compromise
  No compass comes with this life, just eyes
  So to map it out, you must look inside
  Sure, books could guide you, but your heart defines you, chica
  Your corazón is what brought us home
  In great shape like Heidi Klum, maricón
  I am on permanent vacay, 
  life is but a beach chair
  This song's like a Hallmark card until you reach here
  So 'til she's here, and she's declared
  The heir, I will prepare
  A blueprint for you to print, a map for you to get back
  A guide for your eyes; 
  and so you won't lose scent
  I'll make a stink for you to think I ink these verses full of prose
  So you won't get conned out of two cent
  My last will and testament: I leave my heir
  My share of Roc-A-Fella Records and a shiny new beach chair
  [Chorus: Chris Martin & 
  Jay-Z
  ]
  I hear my angels sing...
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna wake up, wake up
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna leave
  Life is but a dream
  (I hear my angels sing)
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna wake up, wake up
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna leave
  Life is but a dream
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna wake up, wake up
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna leave
  Life is but a dream
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna wake up, wake up
  Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna leave
  Life is but a dream [Outro: Chris Martin]
  I hear my angels sing
  I hear my angels sing
  I hear my angels sing