Dodecahedron of Gladness

Somewhere in Europe
A man is walking through the darkness down a cobblestone street
It is the secret police
Have you heard of the new science, called Cybernetics
You can't tell him from a human
A marionette building, other marionettes
Now, tonight's adventure into the unknown
What are you planning to do to stop this over-ambitious robot
Gentlemen
They're only machinery

They're only machinery you've got to remember that
A marionette building, other marionettes
You never told me you had a twin brother
(That robot is hot)
We used to have those battles until the neighbours called the robot police
(That robot is hot)
We've reached the stuffy old box
I don't like it here
(That robot is hot)
We used to have those battles until the neighbours called the secret police
(That robot is hot)
We've reached the stuffy old box
I don't like it here
(That robot is hot)

What you feel pressing against your belly is the muzzle of a .45 calibre pistol
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
(Clankin' around, clankin' around...)
I know how to kill people
You're nothing but a big overgrown puppet
Simply dismantle him
Simply dismantle him
Something strange and irrational is going on here
After all they aren't human

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
A mechanical traffic cop
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Cybernetics
It's still coming

(Narco-psychometry)
Now we attach the headplate electrodes
Pledged to secrecy
(Narco-psychometry)
Cybernetics
(Narco-psychometry)
Out of my mind
(Clankin' around, clankin' around...)
I'm not with the underground, I'm an American
Almost human

We used to have those battles until the neighbours called the robot police
(That robot is hot)
We've reached the stuffy old box
I don't like it here
(That robot is hot)
We used to have those battles until the neighbours called the secret police
(That robot is hot)
We've reached the stuffy old box
I don't like it here
(That robot is hot)

Question One
What makes you think this revolution really has a chance
Question One
What makes you think you wont get away with it

What makes you think they must be destroyed
What makes you think the planet is dead
What makes you think that robot is hot
What makes you think they've isolated the Earth
What makes you think that would be highly unethical
What makes you think not a sign of life
What makes you think I was born on Mars
What makes you think he's dead

I keep running, there's no way to shut me off
I'm going to kill the three of you
I know how to kill people
(Clanking around)
What you feel pressing against your belly is the muzzle of a .45 calibre pistol
Strangely enough it did sound, almost, human

A robot-electronic brain
You wanna keep me as your slave
Who's there
You tried to kill me
The Robot Police
Somewhere in Europe

(Clankin' around, clankin' around...)
(That robot is hot)



Credits
Writer(s): Jared Reimer
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