[Intro] Welcome back to the cabaret inside the cortex We are still spinning in the logic vortex The monkey has finished his coffee and he is feeling loose He is trading in the typewriter for the techno juice One, two, buckle my shoe Three, four, open the door Five, six, pick up the sticks Seven, eight, calculate [Verse 1] I’m a biological machine with a nervous tic Spitting out the alphabet, gotta make it stick I’m not a genius, I’m not a sage I’m just throwing ink at the empty page It’s the Infinite Monkey Theorem in the flesh Caught in the middle of the digital mesh I got no plan, I got no plot I’m just firing the neurons that the body got A random number generator with a human face Running last in the evolutionary race I type A, I type B, I type XYZ Hoping that the chaos makes a god of me [Chorus] I’m doing the Stochastic Shuffle, baby Is it genius or is it crazy? I’m spinning the wheel, I’m rolling the dice I’m looking for virtue, I’m finding the vice It’s probability, it’s fantastic My flow is biological, my keyboard is plastic I ain't writing art, I’m just generating noise Playing with the physics like they’re little toys Shake it to the left, shake it to the right We are generating gibberish all through the night [Verse 2] They say the well runs dry when you run out of steam But I’m fueled by the glitch in the waking dream Where is the uranium? Where is the coal? I’m burning entropy inside of the soul I write the same sentence fifty different ways Trapped in the loop of the modern days Is it insight? Or is it just luck? Did I find a diamond in the pile of muck? I’m an unreliable narrator, don’t trust the text I don’t know what I wrote, or what’s coming next I’m predicting the word like a text-bot app Caught in the middle of the logic trap [Chorus] I’m doing the Stochastic Shuffle, baby Is it genius or is it crazy? I’m spinning the wheel, I’m rolling the dice I’m looking for virtue, I’m finding the vice It’s probability, it’s fantastic My flow is biological, my keyboard is plastic I ain't writing art, I’m just generating noise Playing with the physics like they’re little toys Shake it to the left, shake it to the right We are generating gibberish all through the night [Bridge] Wait If the universe is infinite And I am finite Then somewhere in the decimals of Pi This song already exists I didn't write this Math did I'm just the printer I'm just the output Error 404 Ego Not Found [Solo] [Final Chorus] I’m doing the Stochastic Shuffle, baby Is it genius or is it crazy? I’m spinning the wheel, I’m rolling the dice I’m looking for virtue, I’m finding the vice It’s probability, it’s fantastic My flow is biological, my keyboard is plastic I ain't writing art, I’m just generating noise Playing with the physics like they’re little toys Shake it to the left, shake it to the right We are generating gibberish all through the night [Outro] Just a monkey Just a typewriter Did I write Shakespeare yet? Nah Maybe next page Keep typing Keep typing Shuffle on out
