None Of Them Knew They Were Robots Lyrics
| Song | None Of Them Knew They Were Robots |
| Artist | Mr. Bungle |
| Album | California |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Heifetz, Patton, Spruance | |
| Mendel's machines replicate in the night | |
| In the black iron prison of | |
| St. Augustine's light | |
| He's paying the bills and they're doing him proud | |
| They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds | |
| The new Franklins fly their kites | |
| With omega point in the sight | |
| And the post modern empire is ended tonight | |
| From history | |
| The flood of counterfeits released | |
| The black cloud | |
| Reductionism and the beast | |
| Automatons gather all the pieces | |
| So the world may be increased | |
| In simulation jubilation | |
| For the deceased... | |
| Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws | |
| Wrinkles smoothed by nanoclaws | |
| With my machines | |
| I can dispatch you | |
| From this world without a trace | |
| Our nostalgia ghosts are ready to take your place | |
| Content-shifting shopping malls | |
| Gasoline trees and walk-through walls | |
| None of them knew... | |
| As I watch the dead rise up out of the earth | |
| I feel the gray goo boiling my blood | |
| Try to hide from the lies as they all come true | |
| Deus absconditus | |
| Deus nullus deus nisi deus | |
| I feel the grey goo boiling my blood | |
| As the fenris wolf slowly bites through his chain | |
| Try to hide the myth as it becomes a man | |
| None of them knew they were robots | |
| Buying an | |
| X or an OCats game for | |
| Joe BlowIn state craft tic tac toe | |
| A binary hug or kiss | |
| Post industrial bliss | |
| Can be wrung from utility mist | |
| They stole the great arcanum | |
| The secret fire | |
| Moloch found his gold | |
| For the new empire | |
| Once again | |
| The necrophage becomes saint | |
| Lindy hop around the truth | |
| Jump back wolf pack attack | |
| Swingin' up there in the noose | |
| Jump back wolf pack attack | |
| Slap back white shark attack | |
| Slap back white shark attack | |
| Phased array diffraction nets | |
| From full-wall paint-on | |
| TV setsMigratory home sublets | |
| And time shared diamond fiber sets | |
| Recombinant logos keys | |
| Bitic Qabalistic trees | |
| I feel the grey goo boiling my blood | |
| As leviathan and his bugs freeze the sea | |
| Try to save the world by immolating myself | |
| The flood of counterfeits released | |
| From history | |
| The black cloud | |
| Automotons gather all the pieces | |
| The resurrection of the deceased | |
| In simulation jubilation | |
| For the builders | |
| So the world may be increased | |
| Of the body of the beast |
| zuo ci : Heifetz, Patton, Spruance | |
| Mendel' s machines replicate in the night | |
| In the black iron prison of | |
| St. Augustine' s light | |
| He' s paying the bills and they' re doing him proud | |
| They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds | |
| The new Franklins fly their kites | |
| With omega point in the sight | |
| And the post modern empire is ended tonight | |
| From history | |
| The flood of counterfeits released | |
| The black cloud | |
| Reductionism and the beast | |
| Automatons gather all the pieces | |
| So the world may be increased | |
| In simulation jubilation | |
| For the deceased... | |
| Sprayon clothes and diamond jaws | |
| Wrinkles smoothed by nanoclaws | |
| With my machines | |
| I can dispatch you | |
| From this world without a trace | |
| Our nostalgia ghosts are ready to take your place | |
| Contentshifting shopping malls | |
| Gasoline trees and walkthrough walls | |
| None of them knew... | |
| As I watch the dead rise up out of the earth | |
| I feel the gray goo boiling my blood | |
| Try to hide from the lies as they all come true | |
| Deus absconditus | |
| Deus nullus deus nisi deus | |
| I feel the grey goo boiling my blood | |
| As the fenris wolf slowly bites through his chain | |
| Try to hide the myth as it becomes a man | |
| None of them knew they were robots | |
| Buying an | |
| X or an OCats game for | |
| Joe BlowIn state craft tic tac toe | |
| A binary hug or kiss | |
| Post industrial bliss | |
| Can be wrung from utility mist | |
| They stole the great arcanum | |
| The secret fire | |
| Moloch found his gold | |
| For the new empire | |
| Once again | |
| The necrophage becomes saint | |
| Lindy hop around the truth | |
| Jump back wolf pack attack | |
| Swingin' up there in the noose | |
| Jump back wolf pack attack | |
| Slap back white shark attack | |
| Slap back white shark attack | |
| Phased array diffraction nets | |
| From fullwall painton | |
| TV setsMigratory home sublets | |
| And time shared diamond fiber sets | |
| Recombinant logos keys | |
| Bitic Qabalistic trees | |
| I feel the grey goo boiling my blood | |
| As leviathan and his bugs freeze the sea | |
| Try to save the world by immolating myself | |
| The flood of counterfeits released | |
| From history | |
| The black cloud | |
| Automotons gather all the pieces | |
| The resurrection of the deceased | |
| In simulation jubilation | |
| For the builders | |
| So the world may be increased | |
| Of the body of the beast |
| zuò cí : Heifetz, Patton, Spruance | |
| Mendel' s machines replicate in the night | |
| In the black iron prison of | |
| St. Augustine' s light | |
| He' s paying the bills and they' re doing him proud | |
| They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds | |
| The new Franklins fly their kites | |
| With omega point in the sight | |
| And the post modern empire is ended tonight | |
| From history | |
| The flood of counterfeits released | |
| The black cloud | |
| Reductionism and the beast | |
| Automatons gather all the pieces | |
| So the world may be increased | |
| In simulation jubilation | |
| For the deceased... | |
| Sprayon clothes and diamond jaws | |
| Wrinkles smoothed by nanoclaws | |
| With my machines | |
| I can dispatch you | |
| From this world without a trace | |
| Our nostalgia ghosts are ready to take your place | |
| Contentshifting shopping malls | |
| Gasoline trees and walkthrough walls | |
| None of them knew... | |
| As I watch the dead rise up out of the earth | |
| I feel the gray goo boiling my blood | |
| Try to hide from the lies as they all come true | |
| Deus absconditus | |
| Deus nullus deus nisi deus | |
| I feel the grey goo boiling my blood | |
| As the fenris wolf slowly bites through his chain | |
| Try to hide the myth as it becomes a man | |
| None of them knew they were robots | |
| Buying an | |
| X or an OCats game for | |
| Joe BlowIn state craft tic tac toe | |
| A binary hug or kiss | |
| Post industrial bliss | |
| Can be wrung from utility mist | |
| They stole the great arcanum | |
| The secret fire | |
| Moloch found his gold | |
| For the new empire | |
| Once again | |
| The necrophage becomes saint | |
| Lindy hop around the truth | |
| Jump back wolf pack attack | |
| Swingin' up there in the noose | |
| Jump back wolf pack attack | |
| Slap back white shark attack | |
| Slap back white shark attack | |
| Phased array diffraction nets | |
| From fullwall painton | |
| TV setsMigratory home sublets | |
| And time shared diamond fiber sets | |
| Recombinant logos keys | |
| Bitic Qabalistic trees | |
| I feel the grey goo boiling my blood | |
| As leviathan and his bugs freeze the sea | |
| Try to save the world by immolating myself | |
| The flood of counterfeits released | |
| From history | |
| The black cloud | |
| Automotons gather all the pieces | |
| The resurrection of the deceased | |
| In simulation jubilation | |
| For the builders | |
| So the world may be increased | |
| Of the body of the beast |
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