(With apologies to George & Ira Gershwin)
Algorithm! Got all data! I got my plan
Who could ask for anything more?
Got my weirdoes! Got my misfits! Algorithms!
Who could ask for anything more?
Weirdo misfits, Oxbridge wankers,
Foresee the future, paid for by bankers!
Lefty teachers, all left sulkin’!
We’re just like gods, Zeus and Vulcan!
Algorithm! We’re not fooling! We got our plan,
Who could ask for anything more?
Whack the unions! Whack the pupils! Algorithm!
Who could ask for anything more?
Whining children! Who they fooling?
Don’t they see they don’t need schooling?
Our new dystopia kinda frightens
We don’t care cos we’re like titans!
Algorithm! Got all data! I got my plan,
Who could ask for anything more?
Who could ask for anything more?