Lately I feel
Like a Bullock in heat
Won't someone send
Some quality meat my way
I'm losing all the things to say
I'm running from the Robots of Arabia
They're like her labia
To the right to the left
To the left to the right
Lately I feel
Like I'm stuck in my feet
Bring on the New Age
Of pestilence greet
Oh yeah
The savage onslaught
Brought about the brand
By running from the Robots of Arabia
They're like her labia
To the right to the left
To the left to the right
I want you to
Let it go
I want you to
Let it show
I know that it's understood
That they sleep on the edge of the wood.
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