The oceans are rising, but darling let's dance While silicon dreams learn to write their romance The stars hide new neighbors who watch with three eyes As we Charleston through twilight's spectacular demise [Chorus] Oh, what's left for the meat puppets now? Besides rouge and lipstick and taking a bow When algorithms paint Mona Lisas at dawn And dolphins evolve just to laugh as we're gone Swing your partner through rising degrees While quantum computers solve mysteries with ease The last human artist just sold her last paint To an android collector who's really a saint [Chorus] Oh, what's left for the meat puppets now? Besides sequins and glitter and taking a bow When chatbots write sonnets that make Shakespeare weep And cockroaches inherit the cities to keep [Bridge] In the neon-lit ruins of yesterday's dreams Where plastic confetti flows down toxic streams We're dancing through endings with style and grace The last human show in this infinite space Like butterflies caught in a digital storm We're beautifully obsolete, gloriously worn Martians in motherships tap their green feet To the sound of our swan song, so bitter, so sweet The last human dancers in cosmic debris Put on your best face for extinction's grand spree [Chorus] Oh, what's left for the meat puppets now? Besides mascara and taking a bow When AI prophets predict our last scene And aliens rate us on their silver screen [Outro] So powder your face, dear, and paint on that smile We're fossils in making, but fossil with style One last human tango as empires fall At the carbon-based creatures' farewell costume ball [Final Bridge] In the quantum foam of time's last waltz Where stardust memories dissolve to light We're writing epitaphs in neon and salt As consciousness takes its digital flight Our flesh-bound dreams like butterflies rise Through silicon forests and binary skies We're poetry written in obsolete code Dancing through worlds that we never quite owned So spin me once more through humanity's dawn We'll paint ourselves gold as we fade into song For though we were fleeting, oh darling we shone Like supernovas knowing when to move on At the carbon-based creatures' farewell costume ball (Where dreams go to dance when empires fall) At the carbon-based creatures' farewell costume ball (One last encore before we dissolve into all) At the carbon-based creatures' farewell costume ball
