The automated crocodile puppets embody the dangers of automation while being grotesquely inapt on their own. They undermine prevailing automation narratives by instrumentalizing the human viewers as unpaid organ players. LED lights guide the participant to play the organ along to the singing crocodiles.
Lyrics sung by the three crocodiles:
I see you, being controlled
By a machine,
And suddenly you are,
A worker, nothing more.
And we think to ourselves,
What a wonderful world!
We see profits going up,
and wages down,
you're really going to
learn this now:
We've created it ourselves,
A fully automated world
You thought that you were special,
So creative, so unique,
But now you realize
they degraded all your skills
You were expecting to be exempt,
Or that everything would collapse,
But now you're little more,
than a cheap human robot.
We hear babies cry,
we watch them grow,
they'll work much more,
then we'll ever know.
And we think to ourselves,
what an automated world!
Yes, the machines think to themselves,
what a wonderful world!
