Metallic Madness

Electrical sunrises scold the landscape
Neutron pillars support the gray
Metallic leaders all giving orders
All mankind must obey

Oh, Mister Computer, program me right
So I may be the last man to turn out the f*cking lights

Fallout clouds you know they fill the air
Radium rain still shines so clear
Metal war lords as gods we fear
Wails of sorrow pierce the ear

Oh, Mister Computer, program me right
So I may be the last man to turn out the f*cking lights

Acid pools of toxic wastes
Hold mankind God's one disgrace
We reek of poison, gaseous fumes
Haunts us here in our stainless steel rooms

Oh, Mister Computer, program me right
So I may be the last man to turn out the f*cking lights

Hear my Metallic Madness, it's my Metallic Madness
Hear my Metallic Madness, it's my Metallic Madness
Hear my Metallic Madness, it's my Metallic Madness
Hear my Metallic Madness, it's my Metallic Madness
Turn 'em out, turn 'em out!



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Edwards, David Wrenn, John Bunucci, Robert Lukacs
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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