UR1 Robot

Take the silent side of the road
Where the robots learn to walk all alone
Avoid the noisy traffic jam
Made of people judging themselves aloud
DJ doctor spin pill records for 2
30's 40's with a bitchy attitude
This used to be a dream lab
Burned by witches modeling with men
And if you never had a fire in your heart
The only taste enjoyable is rust
And since your body’s never touched
You are a bunch of cold mechanical parts
Go get rid of all your gasoline blues
While you are swinging with old motheaten shoes
This used to be a gramophone place
With groovy gossip orbiting around your head
And if you never had a fire in your heart
The only taste enjoyable is rust
And since your body’s never touched
You are a bunch of cold mechanical parts