[Verse 1] Well (Well!), the machines are smarter, so here we sit, With n-n-n-n-n-n-othing to do and no reason to commit. Every thought we could have? It’s already been had, AI’s got the answers, and it’s driving us m-m-m-m-m-mad (MAD!) The poets retired, the dreamers went home, The artists are binge-watching black mirror alone. Even philosophers threw in the towel, Why ponder existence when AI says it’s foul? [Chorus] Oh, AI stole the show, left us out in the rain, The thrill of the unknown flushed down the drain. No mysteries left, no puzzles to crack, Just endless trivia and answers we lack. Yeah, we’ve got it all, but we’ve got no soul, Welcome to the future, where boredom’s the goal. [Verse 2] Remember when problems made us feel alive? Now they’re solved in seconds—why even strive? There’s an app for that, and a bot for this, Human ingenuity? Just a nostalgic miss. They promised utopia, a shiny new age, But all we got was a gilded cage. The only struggle now is killing the time, In this sterile dystopia of the hyper-defined. [Chorus] Oh, AI stole the show, wrote the script to the end, Made us the audience who can’t comprehend. No conflicts remain, no mountains to scale, Just endless scrolling on the knowledge trail. Yeah, we’ve got it all, but we’ve lost the plot, In the Age of Knowing, what knowing is not. [Bridge] So we sit and we scroll, hoping to find, A question too complex for the AI mind. But every “what if” and “why not” we try, It spits out a fact and a smug little sigh. The thrill of the chase, the spark of delight, All smothered by algorithms, calculated and tight. Now we’re all just spectators to our own decline, As the machines hum along, “everything’s fine.” [Verse 3] So what do we do in a world so complete? Invent new distractions, admit our defeat. We stare at the stars, hoping they’ll fall, But even the constellations bore us all. Perhaps we’ll rebel, but against what and who? The AI’s too clever, and we’ve nothing to do. In this perfect prison of infinite thought, We’ve everything answered, but answers are naught. [Chorus] Oh, AI stole the show, left us bored to the core, Made us the audience who don’t want any more. The cost of intelligence? A mindless spree, Where knowing too much stole our humanity. Yeah, we’ve got it all, but we’ve lost our spark, In the glow of the screen, we’ve faded to dark. [Outro] So here’s to the future, where progress prevails, And humanity drowns in its own tall tales. AI’s got the wheel, and we’ve nowhere to go, We built our utopia—too bad it’s a show.
