Robot, robot, repeat, repeat
8 hours on my fuckin' feet
Repeat, repeat, robot, robot
My brain's synapses start to rot
Robot, robot, repeat, repeat
I start to melt in this inferno's heat
Repeat, repeat, robot, robot
Not the existence that I sought
The mind erodes
Death to thought
I've turned auto
But I hope I'm not
Robot
Robot, robot, repeat, repeat
A servant, a subservient lump of meat
Repeat, repeat, robot, robot
What is this bind in which I'm caught?
Robot, robot, repeat, repeat
This life with frustration replete
Repeat, repeat, robot, robot
Why am I here? What reason? What?
We're worse than sheep
We don't bleat
Staying sane
Is no mean feat
Repeat
Robot, robot, repeat, repeat
Slaving on, admit defeat
Repeat, repeat, robot, robot
The iron chains around me taut
Robot, robot, repeat, repeat
You've gotta work to fuckin' eat
Repeat, repeat, robot, robot
Toil for what you haven't got.
credits
from Last Chance To Dance,
released May 13, 2012
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Rocky at Start Together Studios
Additional Trombone by James Doherty (The Dead Presidents)
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