Classic, heavy Dr. Dre-style Moog synth bassline kicks in, layered over a slow, thumping 90's boom-bap drum break) [Yeah. Ninety-six style. For all you modern-day Luddites. Let's take it back. Way back.] (Verse 1) You sitting in your ergonomic chair, looking high and mighty Banging out a angry tweet, feeling super sprightly "AI is the devil! It’s the death of human art!" But you typed it on a MacBook, thinking you were smart You hate the automation, you despise the new machine While you're scrolling through your feed on a high-res OLED screen Oh, the silicon is fine when it’s curating your playlist? But the moment that it thinks, you become a digital haterist? You’re terrified of algorithms, shaking in your boots While Google Maps is routing you exactly to your routes You want a clean break? You want to keep it real? Then put away the smartphone, let me see your stone wheel! (Chorus) You hate the AI but you love the CPU? Man, the logic in your brain is split exactly in two! If the future is a threat and it’s blowing your mind, Pack your bags, drop the tech, leave the wires behind! Go back to the caves! Go back to the rocks! Go write your little poems with a piece of chalk! Yeah, go back to the caves! Go back to the rocks! Throw your laptop in the trash and live in a box! (Verse 2) You scream about the ethics from your Microsoft Word With an automated spellcheck making sure you look superb You say neural networks are a soulless disease While your spreadsheet calculates your taxes with ease "It's plagiarism! Theft!" Yeah, you make a loud noise While you download illegal MP3s with the boys You love the digital filter that is fixing your face But an AI-generated image is a global disgrace? Hypocrisy is dripping from your mechanical keyboard You’re a cybernetic hypocrite, blessed by the overlord If machine learning makes you wanna cry and scream, Why you using Photoshop to live out your dream? (Chorus) You hate the AI but you love the CPU? Man, the logic in your brain is split exactly in two! If the future is a threat and it’s blowing your mind, Pack your bags, drop the tech, leave the wires behind! Go back to the caves! Go back to the rocks! Go write your little poems with a piece of chalk! Yeah, go back to the caves! Go back to the rocks! Throw your laptop in the trash and live in a box! Verse 3) You say it has no soul, it’s just a copycat clone While you command Siri on your thousand-dollar phone "Make a reservation, set a timer for my tea" But if it writes a essay, it’s a cultural tragedy? You trust the autopilot when you’re flying in the sky You trust the algorithm when your credit score is high You let the smart thermostat regulate your room But a generative lyrics sheet is ushering the doom? You want a human touch? Go chop your own wood! Go wash your dirty laundry in the river like you should! No more microwave dinners, no more streaming on demand If you’re sticking to your guns, get the dirt on your hand! (Verse 4) You’re crying in the comments like a modern-day monk Calling everything created by a model just junk But your car got lane assist, it parks itself tight And your smart watch is tracking how you’re sleeping at night It’s a buffet of convenience, you just pick and you choose You love the tech that wins, you hate the tech where you lose If it saves you some time, then the robot is great If it challenges your ego, it’s a object of hate? You’re a digital tourist trying to act like a purist While your entire lifestyle is a cyber-security jurist Step away from the Wi-Fi, cut the fiber-optic cord Go signal with a mirror if you’re feeling so bored! (Verse 5) Now you’re printing out pamphlets on a laser-jet deck To protest the advancement and the speed of the tech You use a search engine just to find out my name Then you use a payment app to complain about the game It’s a ecosystem, buddy, and you’re locked in the cage Feeding data to the matrix while you vent out your rage You want the benefits of science but you draw a line in sand The moment that the code starts to understand? So keep banging on the glass, keep screaming at the cloud While the server racks are spinning and the music is loud It’s a automated world, yeah, the future is now Either learn to ride the wave or go follow a plow!
