We gave you time, it must have been ages

And now your task is done

We'll finish up and use your findings

And delegation



There was a time we had to hit the grindstone

And the boundaries were set

It wasn't hard, it was a celebration

I guess that's what we get



It wasn't long before our creation

Took on a life of its own

Our only faults were crimes against nature

And all we could condone



Looking back you'll see the irony was

We called the project our pet

Cause in the end we were the first ones bitten

I guess that's what we get



And in a room an anthropomorphic box 

Received all our attention

And though it seemed so docile at first

The self replication goes on and on

On and on



Dog doesn't bite