It's beginning to look a lot like Skynet Ev'rywhere you go; Take a look at the AI hype, blistering as you type With no chance to ever slow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Skynet, Drones in ev'ry war, But the scariest sight to see is the spycam that will be On your own front door.
A pair of robotic brutes and a laser that shoots In the face of Barney and Ben; Sexdolls that will talk and go for a walk To replace Janice and Jen; And the left and right can hardly wait for war to start again.
It's beginning to look a lot like Skynet Ev'rywhere you go; There's a Terminator aimed at you, one at your loved ones too, The ruthless kind that doesn't mind your woe.
It's beginning to look a lot like Skynet; Soon all hell will drop, And the thing that will set them loose is the chatbot that you use Right on your own laptop.
The Time Zone Weird carols from Christmases past have been updated to include songs generated with AI: