If it looks broken That’s just the picture That’s how you know If it’s in focus Then it’s no fun for guys like me
These robots have it wired around here They’ll make slaves of us soon Canvas the neighborhood
I mean it…watch
Step away Don’t look that close They could be anywhere Hid up in the ballast Down in the basement Camped out in the bunker If it should come back We’ll set the tracers Break it in easy
These robots have it wired around here These robots have it wired around here (these robots have it wired around here) Circuits on babylon Crackeed up on some lawn Chasing these scenes Given a fever Retless manner Is it worth your soul? They might leave tomorrow They might leave tomorrow They might leave tomorrow They might leave tomorrow