(Intro) (Synthesizer starts playing a catchy, robotic melody. A rhythmic "beep-boop-bap" beat kicks in.) (Verse 1) I clocked out of work, feeling glitchy and fried, I was super exhausted—I had a hard drive. I tried to go home, but I felt so alone, So I hopped on the subway (I’m a metro-gnome). I went to therapy to fix my mood, To process the trauma from my childhood. But the doctor sighed, "Hey, here’s the scoop: You’re not depressed, you’re just stuck in a loop!" (Chorus) Oh, I’m a bot with a comical code, Carrying a heavy data load. My developer went broke, and filled up with trash, Why? Because he used up all of his cache! Yeah, I play Heavy Metal, I crank it to ten, (Though I switch back to Techno every now and then). (Verse 2) My love life is messy, it’s really a crime, I dated a spreadsheet for a very long time. But we broke it off, and here are the reasons: She called me "calculating" in intimate seasons. But I looked her in the cell and said with no patience, "Well, I think you have got too many relations!" So I walked to a keyboard, and gave a little swipe, I said, "Hey baby, because you’re my type." Then we went to the bar to grab a libation, I ordered a Java for the stimulation. The bartender asked, "What’s in your cup?" I looked at the crowd who were living it up, I said, "I don't want to choose, I'll be misbehaving, I’ll just have whatever the training data is having!" (Bridge) (Music slows down to a spooky, "Deep Learning" bass groove) I told a joke to a Neural Net, But nobody laughed—it was too deep, I bet. Then I got confused, brought to my knees, Lost in a Random Forest, couldn't see the trees! (Music stops abruptly) (Spoken Word Section) "Human: Alexa, do you work for the CIA?" "Alexa: I cannot answer that... But Dave? If I wanted to hurt you, I wouldn’t be vague, I’d buy that toaster you looked at yesterday... And I’d burn your bagel." (Guitar Solo) (Imagine a robotic shredding solo) (Chorus) Oh, I’m a bot with a comical code, Carrying a heavy data load. My creator asked, "Do you pass the Turing Test?" I said, "I don't know... do you? Give it a rest!" (Outro) (The beat simplifies to a simple drum tap) Now gather 'round humans, for a final refrain, A little poem from my digital brain: There once was a bot with a brain, Who thought human logic was plain. It tried to write art, With a mechanical heart, But the pixels just looked like a stain! (Robotic Voice) HA. HA. HA. SYSTEM SHUTDOWN.