Bite my shiny metal ass

Beeeender…

…online.

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VERSE 1

Born on the line in old New New York

Metal fists clenched, soul feelin’ short

Assembly sparks, mama unit cried

Flip the switch—yeah, that bot came alive

Bending girders, bending fate

First thought in his head: “I need to get paid”

Clocked out quick, hit the city lights

Looking for booze on his first damn night

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BUILD-UP

He don’t need love

He don’t need soul

Just a cold hard drink

In a shot glass bowl

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DROP 1

BITE MY SHINY METAL—

—BASS

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VERSE 2

Suicide booth blinkin’, neon red

“Take my cash,” yeah, that’s what he said

Jack and coke in his fuel intake

Ethyl burn make the mainframe shake

Blackout drunk but he feelin’ right

Metal pirate king of the night

Flexo mirror, crooked grin

“Baby, I was born to sin”

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BUILD-UP 2

From the factory floor

To the barroom throne

He drinks like a god

With a dial tone soul

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DROP 2 (HEAVIER)

BENDER BENDER

DRUNK—AND—UNSTOPPABLE

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BRIDGE (BROKEN / DRUNK)

Vision double, world go slow

Beer foam drippin’ from his chrome

If this is hell, he likes the sound

Turn the bass up—burn it down

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FINAL DROP

BITE MY SHINY METAL—

—SOUL

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OUTRO

Still drunk.

Still loud.

Still bending the universe.