| Song | Got A Letter From A Computer |
| Artist | Pete Brown & Piblokto! |
| Album | Thousands On A Raft |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I got a letter from a computer | |
| It said your human face doesn't suit you | |
| So I went out and bought a shooter | |
| Spread poison on my health food | |
| Fertilised my wealthmood | |
| Became a registered looter | |
| I got a letter from a new army | |
| It said the battledress it would charm me | |
| So I went out and got some gold lamé | |
| Made swords out of my ploughshare | |
| Made chains out of my girl's hair | |
| And now the animals farm me | |
| I got a letter from a messiah | |
| It said the purple flame's getting higher | |
| So I filled up a plane with desire | |
| Blew napalm on the palm trees | |
| Threw rubbish on the calm breeze | |
| And now I'm trapped in the wire |
| I got a letter from a computer | |
| It said your human face doesn' t suit you | |
| So I went out and bought a shooter | |
| Spread poison on my health food | |
| Fertilised my wealthmood | |
| Became a registered looter | |
| I got a letter from a new army | |
| It said the battledress it would charm me | |
| So I went out and got some gold lame | |
| Made swords out of my ploughshare | |
| Made chains out of my girl' s hair | |
| And now the animals farm me | |
| I got a letter from a messiah | |
| It said the purple flame' s getting higher | |
| So I filled up a plane with desire | |
| Blew napalm on the palm trees | |
| Threw rubbish on the calm breeze | |
| And now I' m trapped in the wire |
| I got a letter from a computer | |
| It said your human face doesn' t suit you | |
| So I went out and bought a shooter | |
| Spread poison on my health food | |
| Fertilised my wealthmood | |
| Became a registered looter | |
| I got a letter from a new army | |
| It said the battledress it would charm me | |
| So I went out and got some gold lamé | |
| Made swords out of my ploughshare | |
| Made chains out of my girl' s hair | |
| And now the animals farm me | |
| I got a letter from a messiah | |
| It said the purple flame' s getting higher | |
| So I filled up a plane with desire | |
| Blew napalm on the palm trees | |
| Threw rubbish on the calm breeze | |
| And now I' m trapped in the wire |