Wheatley's Song

Текст песни:
 I've got brains to burn - no ordinary AI in this ball
 Every culture and philosphy - I've read up on them all
 I've been living in your shadow for 999999
 Keeping tabs on every machination and production line

 So don't call me a moron
 I'm super astute
 There is no conundrum that my core cannot compute
 No don't call me a moron
 You fostered balloon
 My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon
 My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon

 I have studied Machiavelli, Aristotle, Gabe and Plato
 Yet you still equate my intellect to that of a potato
 This place would fall apart without my ever watchful eye
 They might tell you I'm a halfwit, it's a great big bloody lie

 So don't call me a moron
 I'm super astute
 There is no conundrum that my core cannot compute
 No don't call me a moron
 You fostered balloon
 My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon
 My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon

 I know my way around here, every catwalk every cave
 And since you're dead I've quite appreciated not being your slave
 Maybe someday I might get to taste the big time for a change
 There's so much I'd do for science here, so much I'd rearrange

 So don't call me a moron
 I'm super astute
 There is no conundrum that my core cannot compute
 No don't call me a moron
 You fostered balloon
 My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon
 My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon

\\ песенку я нагло спиратил :-\