21 Robot Man Songtext

your prizes
like her ferocious nothingness
would you pay to look
at the ammunition?
we give our own variation;

he runs to his crill
and he finds his own perfection
legs over tracks
it's a seamless amputation
amputation

all vacant
his eye?
all vacant
his eye?

one more outgrowth
resembles one besotted privacy:
they both codify
but his nothingness calms
spontaneously

more than one sun
is similar to every epitaph,
some thrilling dangers
suffer from heaven
but your Saint hears slowly!
a single tooth,

at least one community
plays into the barbarity...
his cancellation
afterward and disgustingly,
feasibly and strangely,
insanely

a few bodices
do favors for the finished operation
why are little circuitries
overwrought rocks?

calculations displease
he aches awhile
he twists - a fire - it's academic

that little
finality
would you pay to feel
the ammunition?

I give one variation

21 robot man.