Sex, War & Robots

'Twenty-twenty vision to see',

Said a little voice to me

I can see



Tell me what was it like

When you switched off the lights?

Went to bed before midnight

Fail to find you at home that night



So finally

It's got to be

Down, down to me



Living ninety-four

When me and you were at war

I was born a baby that didn't cry

I programmed robots to make them lie



Twenty-twenty vision to see

I can see



So finally

It's got to be

Down, down to me



If tears could kill

I'd be a long time gone