Warbots Lyrics & Chords By Melora Creager

"The lawyers tell me that there are no prohibitions
Against robots making life or death decisions"
Mr. Johnson, a weapons inventor from Tennessee
Said standing in his laboratory recently
I'm gonna launch a drone up, a drone of my own and I'll send it up to see
If anyone out there is lookin' out for me
In a tiny tea-house
At the top of the mountain,
He is creating
A truly devastating
Instrument of his deep and dark will
Then a prototype
About four feet high
With a gun for a right arm
And a Cyclops eye
Readied, aimed, fired,
Readied, aimed, fired,
Readied, aimed, fired at a Pepsi can
Perfected the basic tasks of huntin' and killin' a man
Readied aimed fired at a Pepsi can
Perfected the basic tasks of huntin' and killin' a man
Readied, aimed, fire--
I turn to run
That's when he hit me in the head with his gun
I fell down
I got up
And I ran into a garbage bin
Then I got up
And I ran again
I'm gonna launch a drone up, a drone of my own and I'll send it up to see
If anyone out there is lookin' out for me
A poisonous mist
Will come pourin' out of a fountain
Bringing on a heart attack
(Unknown)
This is evil done knowingly
This is evil done knowingly
This is evil done knowingly