There is a time for almost every kind of music out there… the time is now.
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also this.
ok now this should probably be our theme song…
I’ll live to see a million things
that men were never meant to see;
My senses and my faculties
I’ll augment with machinery—
Auditory, optical,
touch and taste, olfactory—
Converted into data streams and floating bits of binary.
Every piece of food you taste
and every thought you cogitate,
Every sound that you can hear,
and sight you see for years and years,
All stored up so conveniently
on petabytes of memory
So you can always reference them
in case you forget anything.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh,
I don’t know.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh,
I don’t know.
Now once all that experience
can fit into an easy grid
Existence is no longer something
mentally projected;
The wires that you have inside
are very easily realized.
Through artificial imaging,
you duplicate ten at a time.
Your consciousness can be enjoyed,
by anyone forevermore
And you live in whatever state
that you or anyone creates;
You could be a giant squirrel,
a statue, or a talking cat,
The Goodyear blimp, an Etch-A-Sketch,
an octopus, or a brain in a vat.
You keep all the memories and feelings
that you ever want
And now you can commence your life
as an uploaded extropian.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh,
I don’t know.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh,
I don’t know.
My mother is so horrified
by this post-human fantasy;
She says we’d lose that special thing
that makes us human beings be.
But I don’t know, i’m not so sure
if humans are so good and pure;
Perhaps we’d be much better off
if we took these violent bodies off.
Once everyone is in the cloud,
we’ll move beyond this earthly ground,
Expanding into outer space
as an informational signal race.
Matter in the solar system
converts into computing mass
and the sun becomes the central orb
of a brain that grows into the vast
expanse of space and emptiness for light years
and light centuries that replicates
exponentially like a Russian Doll
in a cosmic dream.
Once every spot of the universe
is filled up it will probably burst
Eradicating finally the experiment
that we grew from Earth.
As it explodes, the brain will breathe
into the dark impossibly
And antimatter all around
will collapse the universe back down
And right away what you would see
if you were a fly in the vacancy
Is all the light and color
in the universe is collapsing
And time would stop.
And from a tiny pinhole point,
a massive bang will erupt in space
And trillions of your particles fly away
at a photonic pace.
And once again the clock would start
to tick and tock and tick and tock,
And years would pass,
billions or more before the tiny proteins lock;
And yet again in the boiling seas
of a minuscule blue anomaly
A planet floating helplessly
around a tiny ball so fiery
An unextraordinary corner of the universe,
would cradle it—
The flicker of intelligence
that led us here and brought us this!
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh,
I don’t know.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh,
I don’t know.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh,
I don’t know.
Singularity, singularity;
Singularity, singularity-oh,
I don’t know.
Oh, I don’t know; oh, I don’t know.
Oh, I don’t know; oh, I don’t know.
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At the very least our ringtone 
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If I could make a single change to this song I think it would be to change the chorus line “I don’t know” to “here we go”
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