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Hawkwind - Robot lyrics
Calvert - Brock - ) Nine to five or ten to six, up to the city and back to the sticks You've got to unwind your mind, you've got to unwind your mind Sit back, switch on, your face has got a twitch on Your fuses are blown out in a double bind Air-conditioned, psycho-analysed, you're very nearly human, you're so well disguised Robot, Robot, you're a Robot, Robot You're warm when it's cold, you're cool when it's hot Your life is recorded on a micro-dot, Robot, Robot You'd hold the whole world in your metal claws if it wasn't for the three laws of robotics Automated homunculus, you queue for the paper You queue for the bus, you're a "good morning" machine You're a "how are you?" device Sit back, light up, never put a fight up Sit there fuming until your face goes green Air conditioned, and desensitised, you're very nearly human You're so well disguised Robot, Robot I am a robot I am your slave I can not harm you I can only obey The Three Laws ___________________________________________________________________ |
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