Where is the 'Humans' Help Desk?public - created 05/19/05 |
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That serve the bitter drink...
The barman smiles at me,
His wife she gives a secret wink...
They listen patiently to me,
My story I unfold...
I see their faces change,
The lights grow dim I'm losing hold...
I used to be a boy,
My heart was young and supple then
But no it's stoney cold,
I'm old and I could use a friend...
My world is not like yours,
I come from somewhere long ago...
But now there's no way back,
I'm lost and I feel so alone...
You can leave me in the air age if you like
But I'd dearly love to go back to my own time....
Life in the air age, isn't all the brochures say...
Life in the air age, it's too dangerous to stay...
Life in the air age, airships crashing every day into the bay...
Life in the air age, it's all highways in the sky...
Life in the air age, all the oceans have run dry...
Life in the air age, it's grim enough to make a robot cry...
This is the place for 9 to 5 people and those 'in a groove' can shake up their worldz and where those who are on the edge can find motor oil nutritionally profound. :)
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