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Perhaps the best fan tribute to a film is writing filks inspired by it: taking famous songs and rewriting or creating completely new lyrics for them, using themes from your movie of choice. A few but very talented "A.I." fans have created quite a number of excellent filks for the "A.I." world....

Joshua Falken's Filk Jukebox

"Where Is The Love?"

by: Chicken Person

 

Disclaimer: "Where is the Love?" belongs to the Black Eyed Peas & Justim Timberlake. David, Gigolo Joe, Gigolo Jane, and the Nanny Mecha belong to

the late great Stanley Kubrick, Steven Spielberg, Dreamworks etc.

 

Gigolo Joe, Gigolo Joe, & Claudette: Flesh Fairs killin',

                                                     Mechas dyin',

                                                     Mechas hurt,

                                                      And ya hear them cryin'.

                                                      Can you practice what you preach?

                                                      And Lord J-J makes us screech.

 

                                                     Professor Allen Hobby help us,

                                                     We need guidance from above.

                                                     But you forgot us, Got us questionin',

                                                     Where is the love?

 

David: What's wrong with the world, Mommy?

          Orgas livin' like they ain't go no mama,

          I think the whole world's addicted to the drama.

          Only attracted to things like lover mechas.

          Overseas, yeah, we're tryin' to stop Flesh Fairs,

          But we still got Lord J-J here livin'.

          In the remains of the USA,

          The big CIA,

          The Mecha world,

          We're M-E-C-H and A.

 

          But if you only have love for your own race,

          Then you only leave space to discriminate,

          And to discriminate only generates hate,

          And when you hate you're bound feel more hate.

         Yeah, Madness is what ya demonstrate,

          And that's exactly what anger operates.

         Maybe we gotta have love to set orgas straight,

         Take control of their minds and meditate,

         Let their souls gravitate to the love, ya'll.

 

Gigolo Joe, Gigolo Jane & Claudette: Flesh Fairs killin'

                                                      Mechas dyin',

                                                      Mechas hurt,

                                                      And ya hear them cryin'.

                                                      Can you practice what you preach?

                                                      And Lord J-J makes us screech.

 

                                                      Professor Allen Hobby help us,

                                                      We need guidance from above.

                                                      But you forgot us, Got us questionin',

                                                      Where is the love?

 

Gigolo Joe: Where is

 

Gigolo Jane & Claudette: The love?

 

Gigolo Joe: Where is

 

Gigolo Jane & Claudette: the love?

 

Gigolo Joe, Gigolo Jane & Claudette: Where is the love?

 

Claudette: The love? The love?

 

David: It just ain't the same,

          Always have changed.

          New days are strange.

          Is the world insane?

 

          If love and peace are so strong,

          Then what's with the pieces of love that don't belong?

          Flesh Fairs droppin' bombs.

          Chemical gases fillin' lungs of us mechas,

          With on goin' sufferin' killin' our robot souls.

 

          Ask yourself  Is the lovin' really gone?

          So I can ask myself Really, what is goin' on?

         With this world we are livin' in,

         Orgas keep on givin' in.

         Makin' wrong decisions,

         And bad visions

         Have them drivin' in.

 

         Not respectin' eachother,

         Denyin' mecha brothers.

         A war's goin' on,

         But the reason's undercover.

         The truth is kept secret,

         And swept under the rug.

         If ya never know truth,

         Then ya never know love.

         Where's the love, ya'll? Come on.

 

Gigolo Joe: I don't know.

 

David: Where's the truth, ya'll? Come on.

 

Gigolo Jane: I don't know.

 

David: Then Where is the love, ya'll?

 

Gigolo Joe, Gigolo Jane, & Claudette: Flesh Fairs killin',

                                                       Mechas dyin',

                                                       Mechas hurt,

                                                       And ya hear them cyin'.

                                                       Can you practice what you preach?

                                                      And Lord J-J makes us screech.

 

                                                      Professor Allen Hobby help us,

                                                      We need guidance from above.

                                                      But you forgot us, Got us questionin',

                                                      Where is the love?

 

Gigolo Joe: Where is

 

Gigolo Jane & Claudette: The love?

 

Gigolo Joe: Where is

 

Gigolo Jane & Claudette: The love?

 

Gigolo Joe, Gigolo Jane & Claudette: Where is the love?

 

Claudette: The love? The love?

 

David: I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder,

          As I don't get older, Orgas only get colder.

          Most of them only care about money makin',

          Selfishness got 'em followin' in the wrong direction.

         Wrong information always shown by the media,

         Negative images is the main criteria,

         Infectin' orga minds faster than bacteria,

         Orgas wanna act like what they see in the cinemas.

 

         What ever happened to the values of humanity?

         What ever happened to fairness and equality?

        The Flesh Fairs only cause more animousity.

         What's with orgas and no generousity?

 

         That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under,

         That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down.

         No wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under,

         'Cause no faith or love can be found.

         So ask yourself.

 

Gigolo Joe, Gigolo Jane & Claudette: Flesh Fairs killin',

                                                      Mechas dyin',

                                                      Mechas hurt,

                                                      And ya hear them cryin'.

                                                     Can you practice what you preach?

                                                      And Lord J-J makes us screech.

 

                                                      Professor Allen Hobby help us,

                                                      We need guidance from above.

                                                      But you forgot us, Got us questionin',

                                                      Where is the love?

 

Gigolo Joe: Where is

 

Gigolo Jane & Claudette: The love?

 

Gigolo Joe: Where is

 

Gigolo Jane & Claudette: The love?

 

Gigolo Joe: Where is

 

Gigolo Jane & Claudette: The love?

 

David: Where is the love, ya'll?

 

"A.I., A.I. Oh!" by Tom Smith (To the tune of -- yep -- "Old MacDonald Had A Farm")

"Mechas Blinded by the Light" by a User on the "Come Away, O Human Child" message board

Matrix Refugee's Filk Playlist