Rasta Cyborg Songtext
von Hypnotic Clambake

I′m alive, but almost was dead
Saved a life, saved this dread
Instead of I winding up in a morgue
They turned me into a cyborg
They turned me into a cyborg

Me I cyborg Rasta I dread
A built-in bong in mechanical head
And when I get the sense I'm mealy of buzz
A half don′t know what the other half does
Half don't know what the other half does
'Cause I′m half machine, half man
Eyes are real and so are the hands
I oil my feet, oil my head
For my mind, Jamaican red
For my mind, Jamaican red


Talking about experimentation
Talking about altering vibrations
Talking about incorporation
Talking about scientific motivation

Me I cyborg Rasta I dread
A built-in bong in mechanical head
And when I get the sense I′m mealy of buzz
A half don't know what the other half does
Half don′t know what the other half does
'Cause I′m half machine, half man
Eyes are real and so are the hands
I oil my feet, oil my head
For my mind, Jamaican red
For my mind, Jamaican red


I smoke thirty bongs a day
Me lungs are made of steel and don't have to pay
The water in me bong comes from Mantico Bay
And me pocket is filled with a sensei, right?
Alright
Irie
Rasta class
Hey
Right