Title: Big Robots

Words by: K. Downey



Listen: Big Robots [live].mp3


This place is so strange
Got me fearin' for my future
While mechanical brains
Roar with razor-sharp gears


They got themselves trained
The trajectory is clear now
and the choice is so plain
Time to initiate


People so vain
Got me wonderin' why I care now
Which of us is insane
But they're goin' places fast


Conveyor belt of gold
Everybody else is smilin
While success is getting old
Phasers set to kill


But you can't deny it
That you get so excited
When your rep is the reason of the season


Nothing can change
if no one feels an emotion
but the personal strain
is beginning to show


Can't wash out the stains
Of the oil on my face
Because it's all that remains
Of robots passin by


Their ethics are lawless, and
Their programming flawless
They'll break the 3 rules if
That's what big robots do
I bet they play jazz
And they sing a capella
But I cannot foresee a panacaea


Chorus:
'Cause
I'm a blip, on, the radar, the killscreen
and they're being trained around me
to destroy my kind
I ask of you, please,
remember me to the future
when these humanoid things have
all, sold, their miiiiiinds


Being best is the game
And the bigger the better
All of this to be gained
For just the price of their minds


Blank is their name cause
Cold hard steel's so much stronger
And they'll build up their fame
From the debris of your heart


Their ethics are lawless
Their programming flawless
They'll break the 3 rules if
That's what big robots do
I bet they play jazz
And they sing a capella
But I cannot foresee a panacaea




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