ok lets go computer-homo and please just forget that i have to be so slow

i just took a nap so i can bust your bucket of scrap and watch me as tesla blesses this rap

but you dont have a clue in a way like the Jew that they throw into the furnace of your wood powered Apple II

skip to the future and we’re all just machines and some of us have electric sheep in electric dreams

but not you not now its all about male reproductive organ and glam rock and spock and to the tune of some alt rock

or polka or blues but you’re being fisted while wearing shoes

and all is being watched by nidoking and some raichus

and though you think it’s strange and that you’re being caught in my firing-range

isn’t it perfect how you’ve bought in to these imperfect games