No one likes to feel like just an option Security for someone else's prize And love is not for pleasing Someone's quantitative easing Nor a debt of obligation, collateralized And yet each day on dating apps We carry on apace Denying the reality while swiping every face And cliché notwithstanding it's a branding few embrace That the realm of the romantic is a marketplace So set your prices and make your calls When you're on the market Get in quick before your rating falls when you're on the market First impressions, they never tell you The way that we all determine your value Made mincemeat on the market auction Don't get traded for a better option Close out quick before the order's full When you're on the market Bear your heart and don'cha talk no bull When you're on the market Modern love it's a blind ambition So get ready to open your position The suitor sea you'll find plenty efficient On the market of love ---------- So get it up and then get it locked Get bold on the market Only those of proper stock Get sold on the market You fly high then you take a retracement You go cry in your mama's basement Bet it all when your faith is total Grab that love and hodl hodl hodl Choosing bonds is a delicate business When you're on the market But give it time and maybe you'll get interest When you're on the market Get in quick on an early endeavor Remember age is just another lever But with this blood we'll both be young forever On the market of love If loveless life has got you in a panic hold Remember opportunity is manifold Manifold! I just bought an ETF and now i'm feeling DTF Wonder if your match'll spark it? Get on our prediction market! ---------- So pray for mana, input your PIN When you're on the market Grab your wad and go plow it in When you're on the market Pull that spread just a little bit wider You'll be a' trading inside 'er Getting in with your big ol' schneider On the market On the market of love

Duncan please would you hurry it up? Some of us are trying to get laid

She's been mooning on her only fans Hot stuff on the market She's out looking for a diamond hand Hard love on the market She's a slut for diversification So take a look and that asset allocation Make her moan with your manipulations On the market On the market of Love

You're too old for this You should've been married by now

There's still time to phone a friend Have him call in a fake bomb threat They'd be forced to evacuate Then you can go home and masturbate

You're not cool enough to be here You're not cool enough to be here You're not cool enough to be here And everybody knows

Oh no Oh no you fucked up 'cause you didn't prepare Oh no Oh no You're a little baby in an adult suit

Hey Duncan Heyyo what's the deal I said Duncan Heyyo what's the deal I said Duncan Heyyo what's the deal I said what's the deal with you? I'm Mister Right Mister correct Mister in sync with the actual reality Mister connect facts, the black swan spotter on the fat tail No little minnow in me, no I'm a killer whale Rational actor with fact-based analysis Hashin' the factor space with mind palaces Crashed out of the children of flowers You think I need magical powers? That's amateur hours Ayahuasca's lost prophet exhausted I only count cost now, profit and loss, shit I'm in remission from religion Precision of vision the new mission for my powers of prediction Yeah, I can do it all day And makin' it up in a brand new way And if you understand what I'm gonna say I'm Mister Right, hah Mister Right today So come on If you know it I'm Mister Right Take it down if you really wanna flow it (He's your pal with the alpha) That's right I'm Mister Right (Sprouting green like alfalfa) That's right it's mister right (No clairvoyance could be clearer) I set sights and I blaze the trail (When the veil is getting nearer) Can we please not talk about the veil? (That veil tho, that veil tho What does anything profit you? That veil tho, that veil tho The only way out is through) ---------- Look at him The world he is weaving Look at me! This boy's heart is bleeding I keep you young You keep me hanging on Betting on the way you feel Betting there's more to your deal Hey Duncan Heyyo what's the deal I said Duncan Heyyo what's the deal I said Duncan Heyyo what's the deal I said what's your deal in love? I'm Mister right Mister perfect Mister no dark shadow underneath the surface Mister on the market myself I had enough of the date night day trade Ready now to bet on love I'm perfect, divinity, Apollo divine I'm worth it, and you got that honey and wine And I will never have to wait in line (Here sir?) Thank you blood boy, that'll be fine I'm looking for a lover who's a part of me Joined heart to heart, vein to my artery Lub dub, the love drug core harmony Yeah I want you inside of me Forget the vampires, be my VIP We'll be forever young due to this IV You and me, yeah I see it for free You and me and ol' blood bag here makes three So fuck chad Fuck brad Fuck dwayne Who runs the game? Mr Right again (He's that love out of fiction) That's right I'm Mister Right (Puts that dick in prediction) That's right I'm Mister Right (Big forecaster dating master) Come on baby let's make it rain! (But that train keeps coming faster) Do not talk about the god dame train (That train tho, that veil tho What does anything profit you? That train tho, that veil tho The only way out is through) ---------- Who's the dude with the Bayesian theorem To make women want him and fallacies fear him? Who's banging in a bathroom stall For making the call about Putin's fall Whose head is the finest wetware Get on his ride if you wanna get there Mr. common sense Mr. inference Mr. never on the fence Mr. high degree of confidence Mr. keep it all together Never make an error level in the terror When the the peril is immense

You're not old enough to be here You're not old enough to be here You're not old enough to be here And everybody knows

We're the flame, you're the moth We're the ride you just can't get off We're OpenAlphaMetaSoft You'll be whatever we make you

Desperation Everyone can smell it on you now

Real adult women, real adult women Human, conscious and reality-driven Feel like flesh and you can put things in em they're Real adult women

You wouldn't laugh if it were you onstage You fucking voyeuristic gremlins

Look at this Our last call impending Look at us Our free ride is ending I kept you young You kept me hanging on I was blind to bet on you The only way out is through

When your blood boy has withered Like grapes on a vine When your member is wilted When your value's in decline Then will I be the one you bet on When your blood boy is gone When the cryo is melting When the ozone is shot When the market is tanking And you're all that I've got When they short us will you go in long When your blood boy is gone I don't care who was wrong or right Who made more mana off our little fights I know the base rates How the priors skew But if you're all in on me Then I'll be all in on you I turn out the lights On the Dyson sphere At the end of negentropy I find you here When the upload is corrupted And our data undone When you've become a zero I will still be your one We're the outside bet We're against all odds For a thousand lifetimes Of the robot gods When the last data center is bombed (Fallout all around you) When the shoggoth disassembles the sun (My world revolves around you) I will hold you in my bionic arms (Hold on) When your blood boy is gone (So long to your blood boy) When your blood boy is gone (So long to your blood boy) When your blood boy is gone (So long to your blood boy) When your blood boy is gone (So long to your blood boy) My reality ending With the light in your eyes And the curtain descending On the ballet of life I am prouder than ever you'll know Of the foolish bet I made long ago

What does it profit This empire I've built The fuckers I stepped on The suckers I milked What can I reap now What can I spend What does it profit At prophecy's end What can it profit To stake any claim What can you wager on whether a wager Will ever have meaning again In what comes after Who can claim dividend Who does it profit At prophecy's end Hear the creep crawling of the grey goo Trickling around in the air In your blood In your hair Hear it whisper in your synapses Enclosing on your consciousness The world changing Your world changing Accelerate accelerate accelerate accelerate What does a prophet Claim from his gift When utter uncertainty cometh The fabric undone the transitional rift Utter cessation Discontinuous trends What does it profit to profit the future At prophecy's end At prophecy's end (Duncan, Duncan Remember your deal Duncan, Duncan Remember your deal) Something stirs Something arises A figment of something beyond Something expected Morbid and pulsing stronger than greed Stronger than anything Any hunch Any word Any name My name I am Mister Rite Mister ritual Mister last gasp of past, the habitual Mercurial and mystical No more mask No more mystery to Mister R I T E To me Come to me Little children to me And I'll be your prophet You will come when I call No neglected Cassandra For what will come after's a rapture apparent to all Out of this wasteland You will see where it ends And I'll be your prophet I'll be your prophet When prophecy ends

Well welcome back before resolution And back before every forecasted fear You came and saw behind the illusion Now welcome back, we're so glad you were here Congratulation You saw where this whole train is headed Just a little future Don't you forget it Welcome back You took a trip to the edge of existence And saw your place in that final design Two thousand twenty-four, the timeline is distant Now welcome back to the starting line ---------- You sailed the line through the here and hereafter Confronted death through the power of mime New life ahead now, new love and new laughter So welcome back to the starting line

So when the mountains sizzle and the heavens shake Don't flake on the market Hellish visions got you bolted awake Put stake in the market Bet on love and if she gets you let her No one never looked down on a bettor Life is a loan but there ain't no debtor On the market of love

So won't you bet on love Bet on love Beauty is a bubble but when it blows You can have love at market close you gotta bet on love Bet on love In the shadow of Judgement Day Love can be manifold on the way You gotta bet on love Bet on love Bet on love Bet on love Bet on love Bet on love You gotta bet on love