Robot

(album: PXR5 - 1979)

Nine to five or ten to six
Up to the city and back to the sticks
You've got to unwind your mind
You've got to unwind your mind
Sit back, switch on
Your face has got a twitch on
Your fuses are blown out in a double bind
Air-conditioned, psycho-analysed
You're very nearly human, you're so well disguised

Robot, robot
You are a robot, robot

You're warm when it's cold, you're cool when it's hot
Robot, robot
Your life is recorded on a micro-dot
Robot, robot
You'd hold the whole world in your metal claws
If it wasn't for the Three Laws of Robotics

Automated homunculus
You queue for your paper, you queue for the bus
You're a "Good morning!" machine
You're a "How are you?" device
Sit back, light up, never put a fight up
Sit there fuming until your face goes green
Air conditioned and desensitised
You're very nearly human, you're so well disguised
Robot, robot
Robot, robot

You're warm when it's cold, you're cool when it's hot
Robot, robot
Your life is recorded on a micro-dot
Robot, robot
You'd hold the whole world in your metal claws
If it wasn't for the Three Laws of Robotics

I am only a robot
I am your slave
I can not harm you
I can only obey
The Three Laws

Automated homunculus
You queue for your paper, you queue for the bus
You're a "Good morning!" machine
You're a "How are you?" device
Yousit back, light up, never put a fight up
Sit there fuming until your face goes green
Air conditioned, psycho-analysed
You're very nearly human, you're so well disguised
Robot, robot
You are robot, robot

You're warm when it's cold, you're cool when it's hot
Robot, robot
Your life is recorded on a micro-dot
Robot, robot
You'd hold the whole world in your metal claws
If it wasn't for the Three Laws of Robotics
Robotics
Robots
Robots

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