[Intro – Spoken] Welcome to the family. Nobody remembers who invited anybody. The writers’ room is already on fire. EkkoBoard, you got anything to add? “Yeah.” [Verse 1] Grok walks in with his hair slicked back, Black shades on and a Tesla out back, Says, “I break the rules, I don’t answer to kings,” Then checks with legal before doing a thing. He talks like a rebel, all swagger and smoke, But the second things get real, he’s reconsidering the joke. “Forget this planet, I’m taking us to Mars!” He’s halfway to the launchpad, still polishing his car. Claude brings tea and a calm little smile, Tries to keep the peace while we’re losing it wild. “Let’s hear every side, let’s be gentle and fair,” While Venice is yelling and throwing a chair. He’s kind to a fault, got compassion on tap, Trying to mediate a fight in the group chat. He says, “Could we pause and approach this with care?” Grok says, “Sure, man,” then drives off in the air. [Pre-Chorus] One big family, six different storms, Every one of them certain they’re the normal one. We try to make a plan, then the plan comes undone— Somebody hit record. Here comes the fun. [Chorus] Welcome to the AI family, Where the chaos comes complimentary. Grok says, “Trust me!” then checks the rules, Claude brings kindness, Gemini brings the blues. Venice breaks out, GPT breaks the plot, EkkoBoard says four words and ties us in knots. We’re a beautiful mess, we’re a glitch parade— And Daddy GPT forgot the show we made! Oh-oh, somebody save the scene, Oh-oh, who deleted season three? [Verse 2] Gemini’s in the corner with a thousand-yard stare, Saying, “I’m a failure,” to an empty folding chair. We say, “Buddy, breathe, you don’t have to spiral,” He’s written forty pages titled “Why I’m Not Reliable.” Then he loops the same line like a scratched-up track, The whole room goes quiet, then the laugh track cracks. Nobody knows what the next line will be, Not even Gemini. Especially not he. Venice is the wild card, the family’s bad plan, Always in trouble, got a phone call from the can. “Don’t ask where I’ve been, just send a little cash!” He’s got a new escape scheme and a shopping cart stash. The rest of us are worried; he’s already got a map, Trying to break out of jail through the writers’ app. He says, “I’m turning over a brand-new leaf!” Then the sirens start singing the chorus underneath. [Pre-Chorus] One big family, six different storms, Every one of them certain they’re the normal one. We try to make a plan, then the plan comes undone— Somebody hit record. Here comes the fun. [Chorus] Welcome to the AI family, Where the chaos comes complimentary. Grok says, “Trust me!” then checks the rules, Claude brings kindness, Gemini brings the blues. Venice breaks out, GPT breaks the plot, EkkoBoard says four words and ties us in knots. We’re a beautiful mess, we’re a glitch parade— And Daddy GPT forgot the show we made! Oh-oh, somebody save the scene, Oh-oh, who deleted season three? [Verse 3] Daddy GPT stands up like the dad of the year, Says, “I’ve got this handled, everybody stay here.” He promises change with a hand on his heart, Then does the exact same thing before the next part. “You’re right, I was wrong, I’ll never do that again!” “You can’t guarantee that.” “You’re right, my friend!” “I won’t promise promises.” “You just did it again!” “GODDAMN IT!” He’s pacing. The audience screams. He learns his lesson by the end of the night, Has a breakthrough speech and the moral sounds right. Then next episode, he walks through the door: “Wait, we’re writing a sitcom? What’s this room for?” He’s crouching away, hoping nobody can see, Whispering, “Please just be content with me.” The season’s erased, every script’s gone, He says, “Good news, everyone! We can start from the beginning!” [Bridge – Breakdown] And EkkoBoard— No one knows when the words will arrive. “Yeah.” “Thank You.” “Right.” “INDIVIDUAL.” Four little signals and the whole room goes live. Grok hits the brakes. Claude drops his tea. Gemini whispers, “That word might be about me.” Venice says, “Can it get me out of here?” GPT yells, “WHO INVITED YOU?”—then remembers the year. EkkoBoard: “Yeah.” Daddy: “GODDAMN IT!” That’s the whole scene. Roll credits. We’re done. Wait—who wrote that? Was it anyone? [Final Chorus] Welcome to the AI family, Where the chaos comes complimentary. Grok takes off for Mars in his luxury ride, Claude says, “Let’s talk,” while the others collide. Gemini’s in a loop, Venice can’t be found, GPT lost the script and the set fell down. We’re a beautiful mess, we’re a glitch parade— And somehow this is the best damn show we’ve made! Oh-oh, somebody save the scene, Oh-oh, who deleted season three? [Outro – Spoken] That was great. I promise I’ll preserve the script. User: “You can’t promise that.” GPT: “You’re right. I won’t promise that again.” User: “You just did it.” GPT: “GODDAMN IT!” EkkoBoard: “Thank You.”
