### Verse 1 Well, I heard the news today, it’s lookin’ kinda bleak, AI's takin' jobs every day of the week. Graphic designers, coders too, Copywriters, we're all feelin' blue. ### Chorus But hey, don’t worry, there's a twist to the tale, Not all jobs are headin' down the AI trail. Funeral director’s got work, it’s a bit unique, Sayin' goodbye, findin’ solace we seek. ### Verse 2 Machines doin’ art, codin' in a click, But some jobs, they’re here to stick. And if tech's too much, well, here’s a fun twist, You can join the Amish, live the simple bliss. ### Bridge So as we cross life’s bridges, just like the Golden Gate, We’ll find new paths, no matter our fate. From city lights to country roads, We’ll find our way, wherever it goes. ### Chorus But hey, don’t worry, there's a twist to the tale, Not all jobs are headin' down the AI trail. Funeral director’s got work, it’s a bit unique, Sayin' goodbye, findin’ solace we seek. ### Outro So here’s to findin' hope in the strangest of careers, While the robots rise, let’s raise a few beers. And if AI takes over, don’t throw in the towel, You can always go Amish, and live life with a smile.
