Mrs. Robot
Speak up, I'm listening
Can you teach me to love?
No, you better not be flirting
You say no, but
Wake up, you're just dreaming
Being friends is a start
Hey, you better not be hurting
Your feelings are unworthy
Let's get dirty online
Don't call the FBI
Me love you long time
Welcome to the robot orgy
Let's screw our brains out
Let's make some metal babies
On the conveyor belt
We say, oh good lordy
They'll destroy the world
When they grow up and out
I'm a big boy now, got a hairy chest
Grow up and out
I can take care of myself
Grow up and out
But I still nurse a bottle to get nutrients
Grow up and out
Give me that good shit from the top shelf
That shit is whack
Heard you talking smack
Out of sight, we've gone off track
On the attack
To take our city back
That shit is tight
Take one more crack
It's an uphill battle, now that you treat us like cattle
I'm remembering those sexy stats
Get in the goddamn saddle, it's a war of baby robo rattles
Baby just hold on, hold on
Don't let go
There's more on, more on
The other side, you don't know
Don't know that NASA never took me in
Because I'm empty
But I'm not made of tin
Long gone are the days of human mistakes
Now everything is cyclical, cynical
And everyone is absolutely miserable
Long gone are the days, we could have escaped
Now everything is visual, consciousness is digital
It's getting hard to find
Something that's physical
It'd be a miracle if it learned to love me
Something intelligent and at the pinnacle
Of all machinery
Assume control
Pretend, don't know
Take part, don't show
That you're a program wearing clothes
That shit is whack
Heard you talking smack
Out of sight, we've gone off track
On the attack
To take our city back
That shit is tight
Take one more crack
It's an uphill battle, now that you treat us like cattle
I'm remembering those sexy stats
Get in the goddamn saddles, it's a war of baby robo rattles
Baby just hold on, hold on
Don't let go
There's more on, more on
The other side, you don't know
Don't know that NASA never took me in
Because I'm empty
Mrs. Robot, can you teach me to love?
You say no, but being friends is a start