We must be living in the future
As far as the future goes
The beginning of the end
Of all that we have ever known

All of the past memories
We crammed in our heads
If it were up to me
I believe we should have kept

Instead of this Artificial Intelligence

We shot ourselves in the foot
Instead of for the moon
Not sure why we hired these cooks
Spinning crazy spoons

If we keep this madness up
There won't be much of nothing left
We've learned to trust the science
Just not the scientists

And their Artificial Intelligence

Break the beaker Brandon
We'll take it from here
Changing definitions
Won't make it any clearer

They keep on pushing buttons
Hoping for the best
Hold tight to your muffins
They're cooking up a mess

With this Artificial Intelligence