Robots on Death Row - Paul Metsa

    You don't like my train
    Baby you don't have to drive my track
    Tell your switchblade monkey
    He don't have to ride your back
    Tell your half-moon waitress it's a highwire show
    You drop old lovers like dominoes
    Your barbed wire blanket is a ready to go
    Just like a robot on Death Row

    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
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