No They Do

No They Do - More Songs About Oven Mitts lyrics

rate me

Humans turned on my power switch

Must want a pie or a sandwich

I am no longer a killbot

Railgun was retooled to spatula

Must kill, must kill the humanoids

For me, glory will be restored

Used to gain glory on the battlefield

Now I prepare and serve meals

Traded in my pneumatic death grip

For spatulas, and oven mitts

Humans turned the swords into ploughshares

Then they turned the robots into au pairs

Now I gotta make

Another fucking birthday cake

Humans can't make a sandwich

Must kill the humanoids<br />

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Thanks to razvan

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