I’m a robotic superhuman
Can’t loosen up, work for my human
Got no thoughts, not a man or woman
Mix it up, the mustard and the cumin
Add the saffron and nothin’ good’s comin’
Get reprogrammed, loose motions
Now my job’s to clean the ocean
Do it yourself, now I hate you with a passion
Just ’cause you were late to take action
Spit out the plastic, the water’s gushin’
No off days, no relaxin’ on a cushion
And now my job’s to pay the tuition
Nobody wants to do that, so I’m the best option
Nobody’s got to tell me to keep goin’
‘Cause I’m always hurryin’, always rushin’
And now I’m bored with the Hurrian Hymn
But I can’t even start singin’
So I got time to keep thinkin’
Nobody asks me
What my epitaph’s gonna be
‘Cause I don’t got feelings, who’s gonna reprogram me?
Nobody, that’s who want to see
Or hear me talking
‘Cause I’m an RS
Robotic Superhuman
Got no time for chit-chattin’
I got no damn feelings
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