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Robots
02:47
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I've been locked away since 1983, yeah
I guess this big, bad world was too much for me, yeah
Then I fell in love in 1984, woah
It's too bad chemistry don't love me anymore, woah
Since the robots killed off all the love songs
There's nothing left to sing about
Feeling pretty damn cool in 1985, well all right
Just to be carbon-based and to feel alive for a night
Then I hit the skids back in '86, yeah
I guess I ran out of ways to get my kicks, yeah
Since the robots killed off all the love songs
There's nothing left to sing about
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Japanese Drums
03:30
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Old Japanese drums
You are the ones
That make all the racket
Shining up on the stage
You don't show your age
I know you can hack it
No one will steal you, cuz you look so cheap
Hidden in plain view in the back of my Jeep
Oh mystery shells
Don't know what the hell
Kind of wood you are made of
Faded sparkly wrap
Somehow still intact
The glittery glow of love
No one will steal you, cuz you look so cheap
Hidden in plain view in the back of my Jeep
When the stage is alight
Apollo's in flight
Ignited by snare hit
Rolls that lead to a crash
Triplet bop-boom-boom bop-boom boom bash
Yeah, that one's my favorite
Keep the beat for the fans
Yeah, you know I'm the man
All the power is mine alone
Paradiddles & flams
I'm the king of the band
And I rule from my drum throne
Oh, Japanese drums
You are the ones
That make all the racket
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