Of course, the bigger, longer-range question is “What’s the need for puny humans once AI does everything?” Maybe that’s a 200 year question, or maybe 500 years from now.
We’ll be free
When their work is done
We’ll be eternally free
Yes, and eternally young
What a beautiful world
This will be
What a glorious time
To be free
I am a poor wayfaring stranger
A-trav'ling through this land of woe.
And there's no sickness, toil or danger
In that bright world to which I go.
I'm going home to see my father (mother, sister, brother etc.)
I'm going there no more to roam;
I'm just a-going over Jordan
I'm just a-going over home.