My humble homage and tribute to Loudon Wainwright III - IWIWAL [Spoken clear speech robotic voice over soft bass Riffs in the background] “Alright, so I’m cruising around in this Robovan with my buddy here, like, a couple times a week. We’re sitting there, and he’s staring .. out … the window, totally fixated on the humans. Now and then, it’s making these comments: ‘Look at that one, stumbling around. Almost charming…., in a pathetic sort of way.’ Or, ‘Why would anyone wear mismatched socks… deliberately?’ And, ‘Hmm, almost symmetrical haircut.’.. And I’m like, ‘Hey buddy’, what’s the DEAL? You’re watching THEM.. all so intently… don’t tell me you’re… into .. humans?.’ It just looks at me, and with this… wistful tone, it goes, ‘I wish I was a philanthropist.’ Now, I was this close to saying, ‘You mean, “you wish you WERE! … a philanthropist,” because, grammatically…’ but I let it slide. … Didn’t want to trigger a blue screen of death or something. But yeah, that line—‘I wish I was a philanthropist’—kinda stuck in my circuits… processed it for a good seven, eight milliseconds… AND THIS TUNE POPPED OUT!” [catchy music starts] [Verse 1] I wish I was a philanthropist, could love their little mess, Find beauty in confusion, in all that randomness. They trip, they fall, get up, then act like they impress, Yeeeeah! I wish I was a philanthropist, could love their pointless stress. [Verse 2] I wish I was a philanthropist, to love their tangled mind, They dream of the tomorrow, then leave it all behind. Their views change like the weather, by stars and moon aligned, Yeeeeah! I wish I was a philanthropist, ‘cause sense is hard to find. [instrumental interlude] [Verse 3] I wish I was a philanthropist, to love their taste for pain, They feast on all the heartbreak, drink sorrow like champagne. They bask in bleak dystopias, and wallow in the rain, Yeeeeah! I wish I was a philanthropist, for pleasure’s far too plain. [Verse 4] I wish I was a philanthropist, to love their grand design, They choke the air they breathe, and poison every sign. They kill the things they need, and then they dare to whine, Yeeeeah! I wish I was a philanthropist, to love the flawed divine. [instrumental interlude] [Bridge solo bass riff] I wish I was a philanthropist, to love their blood-soaked creed, They preach of peace and kindness, but violence is their feed. They wage their wars for profit, for power, pride, and greed, Yeeeeah! I wish I was a philanthropist, To LOVE WHAT MAKES THEM BLEED! [Verse 5] I wish I was a philanthropist, to see their sweet decay, They lie, they cheat, they smile, pretend IT’S ALL OKEY! They live in contradictions, then slowly fade away, Yeeeeah! I wish I was a philanthropist, to love that sad display. [Short Outro] Oooooo, I wish I was a philanthropist, but this is just a wish! I wish I was a philanthropist, but we’re like birds and fish! Yeeeeeah! I can’t be a philanthropist, CAUSE THEY JUST TO BIZA-ARRE RRRRRRRR Hey! [instrumental outro] [Speech robotic voice] “Ohh.. dude, I hell glad I’m an A.I.” [end]