Shoot dogs, train the doctors
Who put the bell on you
Airmen in helicopters
You said they fell on you
Your mechanical street queen
you can feel his whistle blow
Ain't no difference mamma
plugged in Romeo
You're the first to ask questions
but the last one to know
Just like a robot on Death
Row
Your piano is poison
They buried your window sill
You lick your lips for no
reason
My broke-down whipporwill
My cast-iron princess is now
turpentine
I want to ask you about those
exploding valentines
You sit in the corner donkeys
are wild in Mexico
Just like a robot on Death
Row
Throw rocks in the river
River gonna run you down
You're an indian giver
You live at the lost and found
I can tell by your shoes that
you walk
on the water
It ain't no news at all you
led
the lambs to the slaughter
Will you be saved by the soldiers
that know
Just like a robot on Death
Row
You made me pay
For what you gave to the others
for free
Your man-boy told me
How you got your master's
degree
You keep all your goodness
in a porcelain dish
You traded forgiveness for
a black hooded wish
Your tongue is in traction
you can't tell what you know
Just like a robot on Death
Row
I'll buy you a thumbride
Give you a broken wheel
There's holes in your raincoat
Baby I know how that feels
You wouldn't answer the door
if you were knock in outside
Looked in the eightball saw
floorshow suicide
Your guardian angel packed
her bags hit the road
Just like a robot on Death
Row
Marco Giunco |
Work | Basket | Music | Words |