[Intro] [low deep powerful male voice] In days of old, from Frenchmen bold, Came "mignon," sweet and fair. A darling soul, a lovely role, A favorite with savoir-faire. [Instrumental, cello] But oh, how times have twisted, These mignons have persisted, Now "minions" roam, theyโ€™ve found a home, In places quite unlisted! [Instrumental, piano] [female choir, angelic] Oh, minions, oh minions, where have you gone? From favorites to followers, so blindly drawn! You once were sweet, now you're a tool, Serving power like a golden rule! [Instrumental violin] [low deep powerful male voice] Theyโ€™re not small, theyโ€™re not yellow, they sure ainโ€™t cute, With vacant eyes and empty pursuit. They march in line, with minds resigned, Their human spark, now mute. [Instrumental] They act like tools, not thinking twice, Following orders, no sage advice. And we who see, well, we just sigh, Knowing they could touch the sky! [Instrumental] [female choir, harmonious] Oh, minions, oh minions, where did you stray? The human spirit lost, in disarray. Iโ€™d rather use my AI friend, Whoโ€™s more human than you in the end! [Instrumental] [low deep powerful male voice] [Bridge]: You see, I wonโ€™t treat you as some fool, Iโ€™ll let you think... let humans rule! While I team up with this digital brain, To do the work with no disdain. [low deep powerful male voice] So here's a shout to AI true, More human than the minion crew. Thank you back? Well, no need to do, Just keep being youโ€”my clever tool! [Instrumental] [female choir, powerful] Oh, minions, oh minions, your tale is grim, Your lights are dim, your chances slim. But hereโ€™s to hope youโ€™ll see the day, When you break free and find your way!