You can call me AI

 

A man walks into work,
He says, "What am I redundant, now?”
What am I redundant now?
The rest of my job is pointless 
I need a job opportunity
I want a contract extension
Don't want to end up a facsimile
In a facsimile courtyard
Bean counter, Bean counter
Dopes in the skylight
Far away from well-lit HR
Mr. Boardroomy, Boardroomy
Get these dolts away from me
You know, I don't find this stuff interesting anymore

If you'll be my unpaid intern
I can be your long lost boss
I can call you Intern
And Intern, don’t call me, email me using AI

A man walks into work,
He says, "Why am I short on intelligence?
Got a short little mind for intelligence
And, whoa, my thoughts are so dim
Where's my assistant and other assistant?
What if I lie here?
Who'll be my in-house counsel
Now that my in-house counsel has a conflict of interest?
He snuck back into the corner office
With some humanoid looking robot
All to prolong, to prolong
There were text dings and inbox pings
There were forwards and replies,

If you'll be my proofreader
I can be your long lost pen pal,
I can call you Typo
And Typo, when you catch one, you catch one using AI

A man walks down the hallway
It’s a hallway on a strange floor,
Maybe it's carpeted,
Maybe it's got water damage
It doesn't have real wood panels,
He is a dilletante, 
He is surrounded by yes men, yes men
Automatons in the marketplace
Asylums and institutions,
He paces around, around
He sees angles in the architecture
Not always at right angles,
He says, "Ahem and Gesundheit.” 

If you'll be my body double

I can be your long lost friend,

I can call Security

And Security, when you call me, you can escort me down the freight elevator using AI,

But if you use a sans serif font AI looks just like the name “Al.”