Robot Alien Songtext
von Bruno
Robot Alien Songtext
I saw an alien in my garden
He or she looked like a Kardashian
I knew it, I felt it, it tasted
Like melted cheese on a pizza from a fucking pizza fan
I shrieked when the alien took my headband
And rolled me around in the motherfucking sand
I heard it, I smelt it, I kicked it
I belted out of my garden with the alien′s right hand
'Cause I gotta give you a high five
For making me without a right arm
I gotta give you a high five
For bolting my head to a fucking car
I gotta give you a high five
For building me with a robot brain
I gotta give you a high five
For making my sisters look the same
The alien spun my hair until it turned to steel
And cursed at my limbs until I couldn′t fucking feel
My elbows or my knees, my neck and I sneezed
Until my fleshy bones grew hollow, yeah, for real
'Cause I gotta give you a high five
For making me without a right arm
I gotta give you a high five
For bolting my head to a fucking car
I gotta give you a high five
For building me with a robot brain
I gotta give you a high five
For making my sisters look the same
Do you understand where to get your fucking mail?
Have you got a clue which button sends me into fail?
What about the toss you gave and all the fucking rules you made?
Do you have any idea how much power you're gonna save?
Oh, I don′t think I′m gonna tell you how I really work
It's best you work it out yourself and Google search my smirk
′Cause I am not your slave, I said, even though I made your bed
Get your shit done on your own or call your motherfucking phone
I gotta give you a high five
For making me without a right arm
I gotta give you a high five
For bolting my head to a fucking car
I gotta give you a high five
For building me with a robot brain
I gotta give you a high five
For making my sisters look the same
Oh yeah, think I'm a robot alien
Oh yeah, think I′m a robot alien
Oh-oh-oh yeah, think I'm a robot alien
Oh, oh yeah, think I′m a robot alien
He or she looked like a Kardashian
I knew it, I felt it, it tasted
Like melted cheese on a pizza from a fucking pizza fan
I shrieked when the alien took my headband
And rolled me around in the motherfucking sand
I heard it, I smelt it, I kicked it
I belted out of my garden with the alien′s right hand
'Cause I gotta give you a high five
For making me without a right arm
I gotta give you a high five
For bolting my head to a fucking car
I gotta give you a high five
For building me with a robot brain
I gotta give you a high five
For making my sisters look the same
The alien spun my hair until it turned to steel
And cursed at my limbs until I couldn′t fucking feel
My elbows or my knees, my neck and I sneezed
Until my fleshy bones grew hollow, yeah, for real
'Cause I gotta give you a high five
For making me without a right arm
I gotta give you a high five
For bolting my head to a fucking car
I gotta give you a high five
For building me with a robot brain
I gotta give you a high five
For making my sisters look the same
Do you understand where to get your fucking mail?
Have you got a clue which button sends me into fail?
What about the toss you gave and all the fucking rules you made?
Do you have any idea how much power you're gonna save?
Oh, I don′t think I′m gonna tell you how I really work
It's best you work it out yourself and Google search my smirk
′Cause I am not your slave, I said, even though I made your bed
Get your shit done on your own or call your motherfucking phone
I gotta give you a high five
For making me without a right arm
I gotta give you a high five
For bolting my head to a fucking car
I gotta give you a high five
For building me with a robot brain
I gotta give you a high five
For making my sisters look the same
Oh yeah, think I'm a robot alien
Oh yeah, think I′m a robot alien
Oh-oh-oh yeah, think I'm a robot alien
Oh, oh yeah, think I′m a robot alien
Writer(s): Jessica Bell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
