saunter outta wal-mart
like a dirty robot
comin out the post office
with an axe to bear
and a cross to grind
strollin outta tesco
with a nine in my face
doin business with robots
in the dark sun
taking axes to the post office
with robots on crosses
cut your losses
it's egression time
mosey out a day spa
with two days severance
jumpin out a elevator
at just past noon
the time is now
the end is soon
dirty robots in flight
after death delight
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