Comedy / 2026-05-11

Personal Space

A comic sci-fi boundary anthem escalates ordinary personal space into force fields, blades, and a pocket nuke.

Personal Space song artwork

Recording

Personal Space

Smartass Amoeba

Lyrics

Personal Space

By Smartass Amoeba

Life forms have a concept
Known as personal space
Designed to keep others
A couple of feet from my face

I call that a nice start
So I set my mind to task
Designing layered barriers
To fry your intruding ass

I wired a field generator
Into my belt
Built a singularity ring
A hula hoop of black holes that melt

Anything crossing that boundary
Gets atomized on contact
One wrong step too close to me
And there ain't no coming back

The many layers of getting close to me
Just a few hectares of distance
Subtle no trespassing vibes
You will encounter fierce resistance

The many layers of getting close to me
That perimeter persists
If you can hear me breathing
You are already on the list

To get past that
You better stay on your toes
Whirling dervish razor blades
For anyone who gets too close

Spinning with a pleasant little whine
Circling sharp and wide
Space is not merely a guideline
Best respected from outside

If you are still so inclined
And making it this far was no fluke
Say hello to my last line of defense
My good buddy the pocket nuke

Small enough to travel with
Easy to conceal
Solves the awkward problem
Of standing just too damn near

The many layers of getting close to me
Just a few hectares of distance
Subtle no trespassing vibes
You will encounter fierce resistance

The many layers of getting close to me
That perimeter persists
Please enjoy the mushroom cloud
And kindly cease to exist

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AI Summary

The song exaggerates personal boundaries into absurd defensive technology. What begins as wanting a few feet of space becomes singularity rings, razor blades, hectares of distance, and a pocket nuke. The meaning is comic hyperbole about intrusion and social exhaustion. The narrator's need for distance is real, but the defenses reveal how disproportionate that need can feel when closeness is experienced as threat. It is a boundary song pushed to cartoon apocalypse.

Credits

Lyrics and concept by me; music and cover image generated using AI tools.
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