Don't Feed the Robots (feat. Emma Phelan)

I've got a robot in my closet
It's a shiny pretty robot
It was made to be a friend to you and me
But malfunction made it mean to me

That robot broke my favorite elbow
As it threw me through the window
That robot laughed binary victory
As it computed that it killed-ed me

I snuck in through the little back door
And I crept across the back floor
I tricked the robot into the closet
I slammed the door and then I locked it

I've got a robot in my closet
It's a stupid angry robot
It was made to be a friend to me
But malfunction made it mean to me



Credits
Writer(s): John Ainslie
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