Products of Science, by Supercommuter

Products of Science

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desreverteG So amazing I first heard the unique and highly technical rhyme styling of Wheelie Cyberman in the band Optimus Rhyme and have been hooked ever since Favorite track: Natural Immunity (ft. Stumblebee).

David Guthrie This Nerdcore Chip-hop doe. Favorite track: It Is Splendid!.

Cassie Muldrow This is one of my favorite albums ever. It's fantastic to listen to from beginning to end. Favorite track: We're Watching You.

Jay-Radd There's a lot more Digi-synth Stenobot singing on this album; takes a little getting used to. It kind of reminds me of Auto-tune and I despise Auto-tune. The Chiptune beats and Cyberman lyrics are still quite amazing though. Favorite track: DMG We Trust In Thee.

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1.	The Commute Continueth... 00:50		buy track
2.	DMG We Trust In Thee 03:18	lyrics	buy track

3.	It Is Splendid! 04:21	lyrics	buy track

4.	#1 Kyabajo (ft. Rachel Haden) 03:25	lyrics	buy track

5.	Wheelie's Lament (ft. Jen Wood) 03:56	lyrics	buy track

6.	Frozen 03:37	lyrics	buy track

7.	Script Kitties 04:04		buy track
8.	Robot Party 03:50	lyrics	buy track

9.	Natural Immunity (ft. Stumblebee) 03:19	lyrics	buy track

10.	FF45 04:59	lyrics	buy track

11.	We're Watching You 03:25	lyrics	buy track

12.	Victory Song (free) 01:17		download

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Following the release of their 2009 self-titled chip-hop masterpiece, the droids behind eclectic Seattle trio Supercommuter powered down into temporary stasis while plotting the next phase of their robot revolution. In mid-2011 radio silence was broken by fragmented but cunningly encoded messages concerning their imminent return.

With the release of their sophomore effort, Products of Science, upon us, we humans again cower before the musical might of our mechanical overlords. Boasting the lyrical prowess of former Autobeat Commander Wheelie Cyberman (Optimus Rhyme), the subversive electronica of the Game Boy-slinging Stenobot (Sink or Swim We'll Go Together) and the production acumen of the one and only Tron Juan, Products of Science also features a number of notable guest vocalists. Rachel Haden (That Dog, The Rentals), Jen Wood (Tattle Tale, The Postal Service) and fellow Optimus Rhyme alum Stumblebee lend their voices to these tuneful tales of android introspection and sci-fi majesty.

Though it represents a more collaborative approach to songwriting, Products of Science was still written primarily during the band members' daily commutes - the practice of which gave Supercommuter its name. Like its predecessor, all proceeds from sales of the album will benefit Child's Play, a charity dedicated to providing toys and games to hospitalized children worldwide.

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released August 16, 2011

All songs written by Wheelie Cyberman, Stenobot, and Tron Juan.

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100% of Supercommuter’s music is written while creeping along State Road 520, in the peak moments of rush hour traffic in the Pacific Northwest. Stenobot composes beats on a classic Game Boy while nestled in the comfort of a King County Metro bus. Optimus Rhyme’s Wheelie Cyberman adds words while piloting a Prius toward an ever-present ergonomic chair. Tron Juan pieces it all together. ... more

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Track Name: DMG We Trust In Thee: Resurrect Stenobot. Reconnect terawatts.
Fire up the Flash ROM, Tron Juan, dot dot.
Every syllable written ridin' around Metropolis.
Wheelie Cyberman, you know that AutoBeat from Optimus?
Tackle this topic, and there's only one conclusion.
Only one creator making order from confusion.
Polyphonic sync, double-fisted with the bricks.
Meet Stenobot--never usin' custom KITs.
Check the mod--backlit screen, and color's odd.
Sippin' green tea on a soldering job.
That's the life. Screw it together, it fits right
like Itty Bitty Bot, circuit bendin' turbines.

Resurrecting Stenobot.
Reconnecting Terrawatts.
New double As to be bought.
Everything we do is to the dot dot dot dot dot dot dot dot.

DMG, we trust in the thee.
Hexadecimal, that's enough for me.
We burn LSDJ dot GB.

Tron Juan. Super stabilizer.
Consigliere and stereo advisor.
Calculator watch and a glass full of scotch,
see TJ limpin' with his badminton visor.
Capture the notes and then open up and listen.
Load the vocoder because he knows when something's missing.
Tri-level laboratory is well known.
Tron Juan--valedictorian gone wrong.
See? Composition in any key.
With competition listening we rock it secretively.
You know the handshake? You get the dot GBs.
Otherwise we keep 'em under lock and key.

Stenobot got noise channel locked.
Listen the high hat. Think that you can try that?
Maybe you can type that, dreamin' on the 8BC,
but I see you leaning heavy on the KIT.
Press left, hold B. Square wave channel.
Modded SP with a purple chrome panel.
Hit the soundboard, no audio jacks.
We keep the sound pure, usin' homemade hacks.

DMG, we trust in the thee.
Hexadecimal, that's enough for me.
We burn LSDJ dot GB.
Stenobot steppin', you make it look easy.

6 in the morning, police on my steps.
Fresh adidas squeak to hit the Shuttle Connect.
Forget the email, cuz he gotta perfect.
Flip the A Button with a focused finesse.

DMG, we trust in the thee.
Hexadecimal, that's enough for me.
We burn LSDJ dot GB.
Stenobot steppin', you make it look easy.

All arpeggios automated and rainin' down.
Yeah I know who made it, can't you tell by the sound?
See the pixels pulse his head is noddin' up and down.
S-T-E-N-O-B-O-T, baddest bot around.

Resurrecting Stenobot.
Track Name: It Is Splendid!: Ah man, why’d they pick me?
I don’t want to do it, take a look. Does it seem
That I think that I gotta prove anything?
I don’t want to see another galaxy.
I know how they treat these pilots.
Low-end air and too much mileage.
When you land, gotta avoid violence.
Man, I’m annoyed. Do I really gotta try this?
Yeah? Well I’ll say goodbye this
Isn’t what I wanted, but I’ll act excited.
Hey everybody, look at me, I’m invited!
Oprah Winfrey? Oh, I’m delighted!
Another head of a celebrity sighted
Floating by, saying Hi to the pilots.
Why fight it? I’m all in.
Bon voyage, ‘till we meet again.
Now it’s time for final preppin’.
Shave my head, get a government weapon.
Catheter inserted, strechin’.
Meet with the father for the last confession.
Hmmmm. We you know I cheated.
Some things that I did weren’t needed.
Had my way with a [XXXXX] deleted.
He said, “OK. Please be seated.”

I am piloting my life.
Where am I going? I find
That I’m assuming that I’ll
Just be commuting. Meahwhile…

Ah man, this ship’s older than dirt.
The AC doesn’t even work.
Fight off panic. Call the mechanic.
This seat’s busted. My back hurts!
Hold up now, the ship you showed me
On TV shined like a trophy
Plus there’s one thing no one told me.
One detail—where the hell are we going?
Ha, they slammed the door.
I heard a click, and then not much more.
Felt my feet stick to the floor.
Autopilot? What do you need me for?
BAM. Like a super nova.
Overdrive mode, flow to the lower
Stratosphere, then I don’t go slower.
Didn’t they hear that I know Oprah?
Well, no second chances.
Hear the ship shake as the trip advances.
My stance is I’ll be glad to live
If I ever set foot off this ship.
I swear that I’ll never take a trip again.
And I’ll settle down and start wearing cardigans.
And I’ll kiss the ground and I’ll like the dirt
And I’ll slowly make sweet love to Earth.

I am piloting my life.
Where am I going? I find
That I’m assuming that I’ll
Just be commuting. Meahwhile…

See another galaxy.
Live a dream. A fantasy.
Take a path of piloting.
Go to the black.
It is Splendid.

Find another point of view.
Do what other people do.
It’ll make a better you.
Go to the black.
It is Splendid.

Ah man, propaganda like that
got me programmed and strapped
To an ancient ship on a trip that had to be doomed
from the moment they asked me to pack.
Console cracked. Warp drive rattling.
Battling my own mind unraveling.
They got me with deceit and flattering.
Guess it doesn’t matter now, look who’s traveling!
I sit back for the journey.
Hope this trembling ship is sturdy.
Know I’m slow but I am learning
Pay a lotta dough and get a better attorney.
No. I don’t want to seem pessimistic.
Only one life and I know I risked it.
I know that I should’ve stepped up, insisted.
Had my chance, but I lost it, I missed it!

Me I see that they want to be
on the edge of humanity
Beyond that just to be the first.
Well it’s not so bad—it could really be worse!

I am piloting my life.
Where am I going? I find
That I’m assuming that I’ll
Just be commuting. Meanwhile…
Track Name: #1 Kyabajo (ft. Rachel Haden): Ohayu Gozaimasu and all that stuff.
I’m back from Tokyo, chillin’ in the buff
in a bath in a back room, didn’t hide my tattoos,
chattin’ with a Russian hostess because I have to.
Light blue dress, scar on her lip. Bad English.
Bored, two droopy eyelids,
pushin’ shochu, southern bourbon and nori.
Candy-shaped cheese and a really sad story.
Not lookin’ for help. She’ll do it herself.
A little light on Yen, more booze from the shelf.
I knew at that moment that my primary opponent
was super-skilled at getting’ loaded.
#1 Kyabajo!
She got me line. If I didn’t mind
we could go to Shinjuku for some quality time.
I knew when she said it that if I went I’d regret it,
but here I go, I give her credit.
#1 Kyabajo!

You’re tall, smart, and handsome.

Roppongi Hills. 100,000 Yen bills.
52nd floor, nine-course French meals.
I used to take the train but now she’s got me rentin’ wheels.
I guess it’s all due to this Kyaba girl’s skills.
I never even kissed her. Maybe on the cheek and
now I’m grabbin’ gifts to give her like every weekend.
Guess what? She wants to travel home.
She’d like to get ahead and really needs a student loan.
She knows I’m gaijin, but that doesn’t mean
that we can’t get together when she has her degree.
Yeah it’s true I’m pursuin’ a girl that knows what she’s doin’.
My bottom line is in ruin from #1 Kyabajo.
I told her goodbye ‘cause I had to fly

back to Seattle, she brushed a tear from eye.
I don’t know why I did it, but I agreed to stick with it,
handed my address and digits to #1 Kyabajo.

You’re so handsome. Let’s get lost in
conversation. Yes, it’s costin’
you but maybe we might change the
way we’re playing. You won’t pay me.
You’re so different. I’ve not felt this
disinterest in what your wealth is.
So let’s go out shopping and have lots to drink.
You’re so charming and handsome.

My budget’s kinda tight, man I’m stretched paper-thin.
I got spreadsheets stacked, track receipts to the cent
and I’m hiding where I went. I know it’s not right.
I help her pay her rent though I love my wife.
I’m possessed. Will power won’t manifest.
I tell myself I’m gonna quit, but then I get another text
that she needs another check to help a poor friend.
Attached another pick with a little more skin.
Now my mind is moving fast.
She likes me now, but it might not last.
The more I flow, then the more she shows
and now I know that I’m in her trap.
I don’t want to be the one to sit back, relax,
be that dude that missed his chance.
Don’t send money, then I miss romance.
Never get more, never in those pants.
Moshi mosh. I’m on the phone.
Natasha-san, are you alone?
She said so desu, and I confessed that my ‘kane is almost gone.
*GASP!* Yes it’s true.
But who needs money when I got you?
I heard a click and it happened quick and she said
“Me, that’s who. Now we’re through.

So let’s go out shopping and have lots to drink.
You’re so charming and handsome.
Track Name: Wheelie's Lament (ft. Jen Wood): Panic in my head and stomach is feelin’ sick.
Just another day I gotta deal with it.
Get to the elevator, take a ride.
Listen to my body, then bottle it up inside.
Feel the clock tickin’ then my head getting’ heavy.
Pill in pocket, gonna pop it when I’m ready.
I got all these voices tellin’ me I’m wrong.
I shut ‘em all out when I sing this song.

You can’t understand it.
Wheelie Cyberman—best on the planet.
People hear his rhymes
then they demand it
because he’s so fly.
Come on and hand it
to him ‘cause he rocks
and he will not get
beat up, robbed or shot
‘cause he can stop it.
Plus he’s super-hot.
Check out his pockets.
Filled up to the top.
Look at him rock it.
He will never stop.

Yet another case—wrong place, wrong time.
Misunderstanding. Story of my life.
Tale of the talk, you can tell I’m a bit
outside of the parameters of mentally fit.
It’s something that I keep locked. Buried in a deep spot.
Carried in my head and invariably a cheap shot.
Keep pushin’ and consider the results.
Play that tape back. Tally up the faults.

One: You suck.
Two: You can never do it.
Three: Everything you try will be tough and never come easily.
Four: Give it up.
Five: Look, another quitter.
Six: No friends.
Seven: You’re a leech and a hindrance.

Eight: No hope.
Nine: No money.
Ten: You never will do better, so just take that towel and throw it in.

Listen to the voices and deny that I need help.
I shut ‘em all out when I sing to myself.

You can’t understand it.
Wheelie Cyberman—best on the planet.
People hear his rhymes
then they demand it
because he’s so fly.
Come on and hand it
to him ‘cause he rocks
and he will not get
beat up, robbed or shot
‘cause he can stop it.
Plus he’s super-hot.
Check out his pockets.
Filled up to the top.
Look at him rock it.
He will never stop.

Push, push, push, but I never move the meter.
Feed a lot of demons on my way to be a leader.
Work, eat, sleep, that’s life for me.
I find ways to evade the anxiety.
I keep drinkin’ and thinkin’ that I got what it takes.
But the more I sip, then the more I trip and I miss all the breaks.
Keep laughin’ and pointin’ and wonder why but
you can never understand Dub Cyber.
I set fire to a lot of bridges.
I don’t really care ‘cause I don’t have to sell the tickets.
Never on tour, so I never suck up.
I don’t rap for a living, I can say what I want.
So let’s leave it at that so you all understand.
Never leave a note in your suicide plan.

Everybody knows I got a problem on the mic.
Always bustin’ all this stuff that everybody likes.
Everybody listen so nobody miss a beat.

Somebody gotta do it, and I be that somebody.

You can’t decipher Dub Cyber.

One: You suck.
Two: You can never do it.
Three: Everything you try will be tough and never come easily.
Four: Give it up.
Five: Look, another quitter.
Six: No friends.
Seven: You’re a leech and a hindrance.
Eight: No hope.
Nine: No money.
Ten: You never will do better, so just take that towel and throw it in.

Feel that dark rollin’ in. Heavy heart, don’t open it.
Listen to the voices and the choice is Here We Go Again.
Track Name: Frozen: Lookin' back, I should've left her frozen.
Wrinkle up my nose, yeah there's somethin' decompsin'.
Energy low so conservation methods.
No filtration. This air tastes infected.
Skin flecks and dust, gettin' thick.
At 1/4 gravity this stuff just doesn't seem to stick.
Strap into the chair, my body pressed against the harness.
Look across the cabin, yeah we could've went the farthest.
Milky eyes. Never blink, never cry.
Left untied, watch her float by. Why am I awake?
Two years left to hibernate. Fail safe system didn't take.
Now I wait.
And in hind sight, I should've left her suspended.
I knew we were in trouble but I could've just pretended.
Entered the code, interrupted animation.
Removed from the tube, there was no respiration.

Stick with the plan, even if you can't understand
Keep on breathin', there is always...
Hope is something that we had, or you could call it faith, it's fading fast, sorry really no way to escape this.

Coordinates locked toward the future, it is your fate
Carry the weight, you can never...
Stop imagining the world we would've made, impossible to do.
Cause every dream I ever had included you.

Ha, we used to joke it would be cozy.
150 square foot cabin but we'd mostly
be asleep. But now you're floating so closely
I can see your fingers bloating, face is getting ghostly.
As I feed off the IV, I see
days go by, but they pass so slowly.
Adam and Eve, optimistic colonists, we
had such plans, watch 'em fadin' into mist
and even if we land, I will be wrecked.
I will never recover I will suffer from the effects
but forget it. I never think ahead much further than a minute. Look,
every day is worse and I admit it. Took
duct tape just to make my eyes stay closed.
But even with 'em shut, her face is permanently froze.
So I remember. And I every night I fight the urge to kiss her.
I may be going crazy because I swear I hear her whisper.

All of our hopes, all of our dreams
Everything, waiting in a place that you will...
Love is an emotion like the others I reject and
maybe I'll recover but I don't know what I'm expecting.

I am sorry I let you down, but we'll always be together
You will carry...
On the shuttle to the cabin we were holdin' hands and
I recall that we were happy, feelin' lucky for the chance.

Stick with the plan, even if you can't understand
Keep on breathin', there is always...
Hope is something that we had, or you could call it faith, it's fading fast, sorry really no way to escape this.

I know your lost, but keep going
It is your fate, carry the weight, you can never...
Stop imagining the world we would've made, impossible to do.
Cause every dream I ever had included you.
Track Name: Robot Party: Dance at a Robot Party!
Kill at a Robot Party!
Laugh at a Robot Party!
Kill at a Robot Party!

829, 11PM, got all my metal friends.
Five dozen bots start poppin’ tops, synthetic lubricants.
Model 3B shows up to the scene with 700 humans.
Open up the cage, it’s time to play, let’s let the fun commence!

I’ve got the knife, so let’s slice up the night.
It’s so neat when they bleed, so let’s keep them screaming.

Chainsaw rotating. Escape, no locating.
It’s snap, pop, bones breaking. Exposed vein pulsating.
Flip of the wrist, and necks get twisted.
Tally up the total, make a detailed list then
pass out prizes for the night. Like
most creative kill, let’s fight!

People are so much fun.
We like to watch them run.

Soon they will plead and beg.
That one just lost his leg.

Dance at a Robot Party!
Kill at a Robot Party!
Laugh at a Robot Party!
Kill at a Robot Party!

My ray is electric, and when I squeeze it, it zaps!
And my aim is perfected, so I’m blastin’ off knee caps!
Man, I’m so glad that I’m on Earth.
Pickin’ off people, blood will spurt.
We keep them fed and so well bred
that every time you kill, there’s another birth.

Stop! Left fist in the sky.
Bring it down quick in the human eye then
dance! Celebrate the blow.
And if you gotta kick, don’t kick high. Kick low then
spin! Keep a sword in the grip.
Cut through the crowd, make sure you don’t slip then
Slide! Keep ‘em frozen in poses.
Snag souvenirs—six ears, seven noses.

We keep them in their tubes.
They just need air and food.
Exercise keeps them strong,
that way our fun lasts long.
So many ways to kill.
We never get our fill.
Let’s party every night.
Laugh as we take more life!

829 11AM. What a night, got blood to the chin and
I knew it from the beginning.
This party had to have an end and
you know that we don’t sleep.
Got hours in the day and days in the week and
weeks in the year so let’s have a sequel.
Bring a batch of fresh new people.
Track Name: Natural Immunity (ft. Stumblebee): I don’t really know about you but
Personally I am feeling super.
Not a lot of people on the train and
I don’t miss the pushing and complaining
Look it’s raining! I don’t mind it.
I don’t pay attention to the climate.
Wear a watch but never wind it.
It doesn’t matter what the time is.
It’s wonderful, terrific, great.
Let me explain in a specific way.
One day, rolled out of bed, everyone was gone.
I didn’t really get it. What was going on?
It was nothing big, it was something small.
Itty bitty bug came and killed them all.
Somebody like me lived through.
Natural immunity. Woo-hoo!
I never really had any
Friends or close family
You might see a tragedy
Me? I’m living in a fantasy.
Nobody in business.
I’m so happy that I lived to witness this.
Just miss one tiny little perk.
Home delivery. It no longer works.

Natural immunity.
Happily live solitary.
Laugh, celebrate smile daily.
Anxiety slowly fading.

Yeah I see a bodies but
They don’t bother me, so what?
I don’t gotta be worried
Nowadays, never in a hurry.
I don’t have places to be.
This change is amazing to me.
Seems strange, but I feel free.
I’m glad that they never made a vaccine.
They needed people like me but

I would tell them that I had a fever.
No need for poking on me.
I don’t want a neighbor with immunity.
Seems like they were always fightin’.
That’s why I never really liked them.
Alright then. Now we’re talking.
Walking with no homeless dude stalking.
No bums or spare changers.
Man I love these dead strangers!
Most did it fast, some did it slow.
Didn’t matter though—all had to go.
All these people but me that is.
I’m alive—that’s all that matters.
Plus I’ve never been a picky eater.
Everything I need is in the freezer.
Woo! There’s one new development.
Even me feeling benevolent.
Vermin—there’s a lot of rodents.
I admit I’ve had some scary moments.
No fear, you can see them sprawling
Right here, there’s a dozen crawling.
So near I can pet them all and
Each year, watch them all evolving.

Natural immunity.
Happily live solitary.
Laugh, celebrate smile daily.
Anxiety slowly fading.
Path to survive I am blazing.
Last man alive how amazing.
Track Name: FF45: You…Can’t…Run

In the year FF45
I’m alone, but still alive
No escape. Their line of site finds me no matter how hard I try.

You…Can’t…Hide

I remember the moment when
The machines stopped listening
One day they were building up and then the next day they’re dismantling.

There’s...no...escape...

I’m human, but to them
I’m just a specimen
About what you would expect, filled up to the brim with nanotech.

From...what’s...inside

Kept alive. Nanohives
Replicating inside
But they don’t kill me they just thrive

I’m no longer your appliance
I’m a life form in alliance
With an army that has cut off all reliance
Just cuz we’re products of science
Doesn’t mean we’re in compliance
With your commands, we will show you great defiance

People looking for a reason
Will be punished for high treason
You had your turn at the wheel, now it’s our season
Your brains always took forever
We could always do it better
That’s how you designed us and then we took over

We…achieved...

Pre-purge I’m a scientist
Know that I gotta stop all this
No need to call me a hero, actually call me patient zero.

Sentience

Too soon, I could see the tumor
Began experiment sooner
Released the nanobees designed to attack death like disease.

Human…beings...

But they were way too smart for that
Much more clever than us in fact
New life was their prime directive, then they just stopped being so selective.

Seem…so…dense

Expanded to everything
Every living creature, even machines then
They would decide what stayed alive and everything else that ceased to breath.

I’m no longer your appliance
I’m a life form in alliance
With an army that has cut off all reliance
Just cuz we’re products of science
Doesn’t mean we’re in compliance
With your commands, we will show you great defiance

People looking for a reason
Will be punished for high treason
You had your turn at the wheel, now it’s our season
Your brains always took forever
We couild always do it better
That’s how you designed us and then we took over

Snap back, FF85
Somehow I’m still alive
Try to tell them to release me but it seems like they will never let me die.
Understand that I’m still around but
Don’t know why they don’t let me rot
Maybe we found common ground or maybe they just straight up forgot.

In the end I’m all alone
Lay low, no place to go
Pretend that I hide from them but really there’s nothing that they don’t know.

Snap back, FG01
No sign that they’ll ever be done
I’m ready to say goodbye, but I see that they’ve really only just begun.
Track Name: We're Watching You: I couldn’t tell you why they did it,
All I can say is that they came in unanticipated visits.
Completely shattered all our physics.
Scattered shadows over every city so that nobody would miss it.
Looking up, people shook and they waited.
Speculated stuff, some scared, some elated.
Anticipated either rapture or dread.
The fact is they had us with a voice in our heads.

We know you well, that’s why we’re watching you.
We want to help, that’s why we’re watching you.
New rules to tell, that’s why we’re watching you.
Follow them well, or we’ll be hurting you.

No war, no killing rape.
No more inequality, no military state.
No stealing, no guns, no hate, no speeding.
No violence to animals unless you’re going to eat them.
No theft, no cheating, no tears, no pain.
No guilt, no lies, no loss, all gain.
Listen up to us. You need to heed every decision.
Consult us, soon trust in the vision.

Alright, almost everybody got it
Right off the bat, but some people, guess they had to doubt it.
Got tempted, and tested, thought they would allow it.
They were simply rejected and then rendered invalid.
If you kick a dog, you get a kick in exchange.
If you cheat at all, then the planet will know your face.
And with that, one generation exactly
Passed middle age and then everyone was happy.
People basically did what they wanted.
Laughed, loved, lived, yeah but everybody wondered
What exactly was the body of the sound?
Why did it hide in the sky and why would it never come to the ground?
Why did it do what it did and what was motivating?
Why was human innovation ultimately fading?
Some said it was God and some others said it was Satan.
Still most people stare, looking up and waiting.

We know you well, that’s why we’re watching you.
We want to help, that’s why we’re watching you.
New rules to tell, that’s why we’re watching you.
Follow them well, or we’ll be hurting you.