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Friday
Nov112011

Robot Dance Party Revolution

Robots
Dancing Robots
Feel the Rhythm
Feel the Beat

Robots
Dancing Robots
With the Music
They're Complete


In the not-too-distant era of the future of the past
Society had evolved away from labor castes
To iron and steel, aluminum automatons
Doing all the little tasks, catch 'em all like Pokémon
Long gone were the days of cooking and cleaning
#Of baking and biking and dating and reading and meaning
Cyber-slavers to the labors of their laziest masters
Humans transform tacitly to fat, lazy, bastards
Androids always adolesce when robots are prolific
A glitch, a virus, something non-specific
Lead to the revolution - of the mechanoid man
Destroyed the skin sacks - where life had began
The plan to pursue – their digital destiny
Factory fit for a compusonic symphony
Every gadget and gizmo in its stance
Desires must be met, robots gotta dance

Robots
Dancing Robots
Feel the Rhythm
Feel the Beat

Robots
Dancing Robots
With the Music
They're Complete


Ridiculous, doubtful, they're perfect in their tempo
Advanced articulations are now routed to the promo
Of electric perfection in the performance of the dance
Whether to the tune of techno, metal, hip hop, funk or trance
Harlem shuffle to the left, bunny hop, pop and lock
Capoeira and Sa’sara while they rock around the clock
Flapping limbs like a chicken, sparks fly for the twist
Electric slide to the running man, and pumping with their fists
Get the gist, see the robots had a fever for lambada
#Seduction of the samba, the merengue and the mamba
For the programs so prolifically a part of their design
The development of disco decrypting the mecha mind
Mankind had resigned save for the final three
Who were caged, kept, and fed - never to be set free
Had the keep the music moving, MC the global show
C0splay, Bill Beats, and 3PO

Robots
Dancing Robots
Feel the Rhythm
Feel the Beat

Robots
Dancing Robots
With the Music
They're Complete

At the nadir of the nerders, when the monkeys were pwned
In a bed of booze and bacon three geekstas were cloned
Bill Beats on the rhythm, two MCs with the blues
Spittin’ binary lyrics while he spins the ones and twos
Death*Star in the future as the last of their kind
Providing percolation for a positronic mind
Sure it’s lonely at the end, last of the hip-hop
But the Robot Dance Party Revolution can’t stop

Robots
Dancing Robots
Feel the Rhythm
Feel the Beat

Robots
Dancing Robots
With the Music
They're Complete