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Everyone I know's afraid
To come to my party today
The streets are rough
They say a hate parade and a bully brigade
I'm sick and tired of the score
I wish I had a robot tyrannosaur
Robot tyrannosaur,
Tank trend feet and laser claws,
No head is too big for your massive razor jaws
Meet at the sewrapyard (?) tonight
Bring a soldering guns, yeah, alright
Down by the flickering light
Bob will bring blueprints
Meg will bring beers
Don't need anything more
Gonna build a robot tyrannosaur
The drunken mugs won't suspect a thing
Paint the body in invisible ink
No one will see it coming...